The inn erupted into a raging ball of flames, that threatened to burn the world into ashes, the eyes of the villagers grew worried as the flames started to spread to the neighbouring homes.
The thatched roofs of the buildings quickly caught fire and it spread at rapid speeds, faster than anyone could react.
"We need to get water!" Bart started to shout at the crowd of villagers who were staring at the flames in horror.
Just as Bart got up to run, one of the villagers grabbed him and pushed him to the ground, as he looked up he saw the face of the baker, who lived in one of the neighbouring homes, looking down at him with an unfriendly scowl.
"You're utterly despicable," he spat in disgust, "You had best hope that my home doesn't burn down too," he said in a cold voice as he looked at his home, the roof top of his home was already lit up and the flames were slowly starting to spread.
