As Alan was bemoaning his poor holiday choice he heard a cry "Someone help me!! Please, I'm stuck!". “That sounds like Lily, she must be nearby.” He thought to himself, “and if she cries out for longer the dragon mike hear her and…” He took a sneaky look out of the window; no dragon in sight. He carefully crept through the window and, pressed to the wall, took a peek round the end of the building. There she was, just a few yards away, nursing her ankle. No-one, or more to the point, nothing was in sight so he quietly crept over to her, putting his hand round her mouth to stop her screaming, whispering into her ear “Please, don’t call out, the dragon might hear. It’s me, Alan.” Naturally she was for a moment quite shocked and near panic to be grabbed like that, but quickly calmed when she turned around to meet his friendly smile. Then he was able to take his hand away. “I’ll carry you back to the place I was hiding, just round the corner.”