<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Jenny Wallis - Upstairs corridor</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">As Jack didn't gave her an answer, Jenny waited. She felt that she should do as she was told. It was for the best. After the accident, Jenny didn't really trust herself a lot. She didn't hear Jack's answer, but the new girl - Lucinda, right? - shouted that the fire was out. That was a good thing. Now all she had to do was to see that the house was tidy again and that nobody was seriously injured.<br/><br/>The second part was more up Jim's alley, but Jenny was always read and willing to act as a nurse when he needed one. And he would probably need some help after the fire. If Jenny knew anything about Jack, it was his disregard for personal safety. That usually meant getting seriously injured. Well... she'd better be around and start getting things back in place.<br/><br/>"Such a shame", Jenny murmured softly to herself as she went back downstairs, still coughing a little. Stopping as she reached the living room, the girl sighed and looked up at the camera. "You are probably not happy about this either, right? I don't know. I have some feeling for this house. I hate to see it ruined." Shaking her head, Jenny stopped talking and started picking up whatever had fallen from the right places. It would take her some time, she thought, checking the key she still had. At least, as she cleaned, Jenny considered, she could start checking the locked doors.</div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Jenny Wallis - Living room</span></div>