"Burn! We should set a fire trap to burn these creatures. Think of that. Think of some way to save us, fast! You are responsible for all this, aren't you? " his wife's words cut through his thoughts. He turned to her, his defeated eyes silently pleading understanding and forgiveness, before looking away again. "If we'd gone to live in the mountains like you wanted, Momma, we would have been safe, wouldn't we, Momma? And Daddy wouldn't have been so upset as he is now. He'd be playing with me instead." their 4 year old son spoke up for the first time since morning, pulling the mother's face towards him with his little hands. Hearing his son's voice, Chase shook out of his reverie and sprung to action. There was no time to be lost. If he had to die, if they had to die, they would die fighting!