Reiner hadn’t shown up, and it was becoming later and later in the day. Fionn decided to just go to the festival to see what was going on. He had been smelling smoke and there were people screaming and crying out… but… It couldn’t be anything serious, right? Right? Well… he was wrong. When he arrived at the festival, he saw a large blaze tearing through the tents and stalls. [i]What happened?[/i] he thought as he felt panic rise in his chest. There might be children trapped there… he had to help somehow. Even though he was typically overlooked… he had to do this for himself.

Rushing into the midst of the fire and smoke, Fionn struggled to navigate through the thick haze that hung around the place. He heard voices, but he couldn’t tell what they were saying or how far away they were. [i]Useless.[/i] he told himself. [i]You’re so useless, Fionn. You came all of the way to just stand around? You have to help![/i] his amber eyes flicked to and fro the street. [i]There has to be some…[/i] a harsh cracking sound interrupted his thoughts, and he cried out as he saw a pile of fabric and wood hit the floor not even two feet from where he was standing.

[b]”Gah!”[/b] he cried out again as he saw the heap catch on fire. [i]This is bad… who even started this sort of mess?[/i] Fionn coughed as the smoke stung his nose and throat. Pulling his shirt up to his nose and mouth, he narrowed his eyes as he turned toward the only path that was empty of burning debris. The heap had blocked his way out… now, he had to hope for an alternate route out of the fair.

Fionn staggered down the street, trying to make sure that he didn’t trip over any broken wooden beams or other things. [b]”Hello?”[/b] he called. [b]”Is there…”[/b] a bout of coughing interrupted him. [b]”… anyone here..?!”[/b]