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Slowly, the person reached into his pocket and pulled out an object. Aria heard a flick.
“No,” she whispered.
Time slowed down. The air felt thick and still. Then the forest turned orange. Everything lit up. Aria
screamed and sprinted back up the ravine. She careened into trees and stepped in a small ditch, twisting
her ankle. For the first few seconds, all she heard was the hideous crackle of the fire building and
building,
eating everything in its path. But as she rounded a corner, she heard another sound. It was small and
pitiful
and desperate. A tiny whimper.
Aria stopped. The flames were at the ravine, where she’d been moments ago. To the right was a
huddled figure.
This person seemed smaller and weaker-looking than the figure that had traipsed through the woods
moments before, lighting everything on fire. The person’s leg was caught underneath a heavy tree
branch
that had fallen, and tiny, fingerlike flames were climbing up the branch, closer and closer to the person’s
foot.
“Help!” whoever it was screamed. “Please!”
Aria sprinted up. The person’s face was covered by a huge hood. She assessed the log. It was big and
bulky,
and she hoped she could move it.
“You’re going to be okay,” she shouted, her face beginning to warm from the flames. Mustering her
strength, Aria shoved the log down the hill. It rolled into a pool of gas and exploded. The person
shrieked
and collapsed against the tree. There was another deafening crack behind them, and Aria turned and
screamed. The woods were a wall of orange. The fire was climbing the trees now, felling more branches.
In
seconds, they would be surrounded.
The person was still pressed against the tree trunk, staring at Aria with a shell-shocked look on his or her