A fire from a volcano spreads and shoots and sprays. A young girl is frightened, so calls out in want of her mother’s arms and cares.
When the mother does not return her cries, nor enter her tent, the girl searches outside in the dark and smokey ash.
Crushing the middle of her parent’s tent, a glowing boulder has taken residence, burning the large tent it has smashed.
The girl ignores the flames, and enters the dissolving tent, her parents only hope, yet already dead.
Her clothes burn to her skin and her hair shrivels well before she comes close to the flames. She faints. Face down. The end of her family, gone.