Fi stepped into the old house on Wellbein Avenue. She stepped in with the guitar and found a room with an old bed in it. She set the guitar in a corner and went to get her stuff. Carey handed it to her. She took it to the room she had found. Everyone else had already put their stuff in. Molly and Irene were in the kitchen. She heard a faint voice. It sounded like someone was shouting the word 'fire'. It got louder. She felt hotter. All of a sudden, the roof caved in. "Help! Help!" Fi cried, hoping someone would save her. She grabbed the guitar and pulled it under the bed with her. There was no way out of the room. Would she survive?