Isabel woke up to the flames of a fiery inferno consuming the entire city of New York. The British must be attacking, she thought.
Isabel runs for Lady Seymour's room to get her out of the ignited house and finds her grabbing valuables. "Get out of there!", Isabel screams. "But wait, my portraits, I have to find my portraits!!", whimpers Lady Seymour. "We will die if we stay", Isabel screamed. Isabel drags Lady Seymour out of the house because the roof was crumbing down fast and they were going to be in great danger.
Are you okay??
They run out as fast as they can and lie in the field to recover from the shock. Isabel coughs through the smoke as Lady Seymour lays there so still that her body almost blended into the grass.