The child took a deep breath after she was freed, as the dead weight had been making it hard to breathe a bit.

"Let me go!" She exclaimed as she tried to do something, anything, to get free. She knew she couldn't though, as she didn't even know what direction the target was.

All she could do was swing wildly.

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When the child was thrown forward, her hand landing too close to the fire for comfort, she let out a cry of pain, surprise, and desperation. To say she wanted to get out of there, and get home, or somewhere, was an understatement. However, she didn't find herself wanting her MOmmy at this point, despite how some might expect she would, considering how young she looked.

"...." She didn't say anything though, couldn't. She felt ready to just break down, but was somehow managing to not just curl up in a ball and cry... granted, that might have been because even at such a young age, she was still realising that her life was in danger.

So, all she did, was just scream. Loud. It was shrill, it was painful.

She had one hell of a pair of lungs in her.

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He ignored her scream, somehow managing to be heard over it even, which was surprising enough that it caused an end to her scream.

She backed away from the voice, not knowing what was behind her, but also not caring. All she knew was that she had to get away from the one that was the threat.

As she felt the heat from the fire behind her, she carefully stepped back more, trying to avoid the actual flames.

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She was completely silent, grasping what hit her hand without even thinking about it, and not realising that someone was calling out to her. All she knew for the moment, was that whatever she had inher hand would grant her some freedom, was granting her that freedom, and it didn't take long before she got to her feet, holding it close. She didn't know what it was, but also didn't care.

But it was then that she realised that she had no idea what direction to go.

Normally she could feel her way out, however, the flames and the heat they produced was making that notably more difficult, along with the noise from everything burning, breaking, etc.

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The crash of the door hitting the floor, and causing the flames to be blown toward her for the moment was enough to draw her attention in that direction.

She knew where to go now, and didn't know who or what it was that gave her the information, but wasn't going to complain. Instead, she just hurried toward the door, feeling her way through (meaning she was a bit slower than would be normal) and not even seeming to care about the fact that at some point the ends of her long platinum blonde hair caught fire. She could smell it, but figured it was something around her, one of those on the floor that she was making her way through, tripping over.

Eventually, she got outside, and basically just collapsed to her hands and knees, terrified, sobbing, and hurting. As she felt the flames on her hair starting to lick her back, she, understandably, freaked out, trying to figure out what the hell was going on, how to stop it, what it was that she needed to do... everything. However, she couldn't see a damned thing, and honestly didn't know what was going on. All she knew was that it hurt. a lot, and she wanted the pain to stop.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

As she felt the water, and felt the burning fading a bit, she stopped squirming so much, but after a few seconds, she scrambled out of the barrel. Or at least, she tried to. She was a little too small to make it hard to do. So after confirming the flames were squashed, he lifted her out the barrel and kept hold of her.

"Are you ok?" He asked, his voice concerned. She was silent for a few seconds before nodding. She was alive, that was good enough for her.

"th... thank you." She said quietly, coughing slightly.

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The child was silent, holding the robe in closer, shivering. She didn't say anything though, as she didn't know what the hell she COULD say. She knew what she wanted to, she wanted to thank him, but didn't know what she was allowed to say here.

"Th.... thank you..." She said quietly, pulling her knees up and just wrapping her arms around them, shaking, shivering, as she did so. She didn't know what it was that was going on, entirely, but she just needed to get somewhere safe, and she realised THAT.

The question was where though, as she couldn't find her MOther. However, she realised that her mother was not a good woman, and she really didn't want to return to that life anyway.

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"Nothing! I'm fine!" She exclaimed, trying to be a good girl.

"I never... ID on't need aything. I'm good, I swear!" she added, some fear to her voice.

"I promise, I won't... I won't cause you any problems, or costs, or money, or anything!"

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She was silent, didn't know what it was that she was supposed to make or do here. She also didn't entirely care at the moment. What she did know, however, was the fact that she did not know this person, did not know what kind of hand he had within what the hell she'd just gone through. She didn't entirely knowif she could trust him, but also realised that he was seemingly a trustworthy source. However, she also knew that there was definitely potential to be an issue.

That didn't really matter though, as she had no issues with dying. She knew that she likely would at some point, but didn't know what it was that was coming, or when it was coming.

♫Feed my insanity || Write me a tragedy || Let's make a memory || A night to forget♫

The child didn't say anything, however that wasn't too surprising, at all. All she did know was that there was definitely something going on, and she didn't know what more was to come of this.

She didn't even dare to give herself the chance to hope for something, considering what she was used to. Hope had always been something to be punished.

As the call happened, she maintained silence, just curled in on herself, ignoring the conversation as best she could. However, she did realise that the voices honestly seemed sincere, genuine, but... she still didn't actually know.

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