Holly was curled up on her couch, wearing nothing but lacy underwear and a pink bathrobe, when a loud alarm sounded. She was very startled, and her DS crashed to the wooden floor below. The sound of an 8-bit fanfare, and the screams of enemy monsters were an accompaniment to Holly's thoughts as she tried to figure out what was going on. This was a fire alarm, right? She couldn't smell any smoke, and nowhere in her apartment was aflame. But there still could be imminent danger. She had to work fast. So, Holly lifted her DS and shoved it into her robe's deep pockets before running to her bedroom. Throughout her life, Holly had been told time and time again that, in the case of a fire, she should run and leave everything behind.
But she couldn't. Holly had to pack all of her stuffed animals up in a backpack first. They were so important to her, and she couldn't let them burn. She worked fast, shoving all of them inside. The zipper would barely close, but after a bit of a struggle, she was able to close it. Now, to find Felini. Felini was her cat, a playful Siamese kitten she loved a lot. She couldn't leave the poor thing to die in pain, although she didn't believe the fire would reach her apartment. He was sleeping underneath a couch, and she had to drag him out by force. His claws caught onto the carpet, and he meowed.
"Shhh, kitty kitty. You're gonna be alright", she whispered as she held him to her chest. Now, she had everything she needed. She ran towards the door, and was able to loosen one hand from restraining Felini to use to unlock her front door. Holly pushed it open with her hips, before running out into the hallway, down the stairs, and out the door. She looked around to see if she had any neighbors nearby. There were a few, but she didn't know any of them. And she was too shy to go and talk to any of them. So she just stood there, soothing Felini and watching the clouds cover the moon above.