<span style="font-weight: bold">Lucinda-One of the player's bedrooms</span><br/><br/>Lucinda turned from Jack, who was still enthralled by the bars on the window, and started up the stairs to the attic.  There was a lot of stuff up there, and almost all of it was on fire. That and the room was just filled with smoke. Keeping her shirt over her mouth she found her way to the window and smashed it. Smoke went pushing out of the window. Lucinda went back downstairs and as she passed the room Jack was in she could hear him grumbling to himself. She wondered if he was seeing something that would help with a possible escape. Though, three floors up didn't exactly make for easy getaways.<br/><br/>She went downstairs, calling out that the fire was put out. She was all smoky and soaked right through thanks to the sprinklers. She went straight into the kitchen and began looking for something hot to drink. She wasn't really a coffee person, she liked tea and hot chocolate much more. She wasn't sure if it was because she just didn't know where anything was or if it was because there was none in the house, but she couldn't find hot chocolate anywhere.<br/><br/>Turning to the camera she pointed to the cabinents. "Where is the hot chocolate? And if there is none....what kind of hell is this?" She turned back and sighed. Tea would have to do for now.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Lucinda-Kitchen</span>