Here's my take:
I stared at the flames that had just tried to swallow me
whole. They’d leaped right out of the fire place and chased me around the room,
slowly growing smaller until they were just little now—and they looked
distinctly people-like.
They stared back at me, sparks dripping from their mouths
and scalding the rugs.
“So…yeah. You should probably get back in the fireplace
before you, like, extinguish or something.”
“We’ll die either way.”
“Then what’s with the chasing?” I asked.
They grinned, flames leaping from their heads. “We’re taking
you with us.”
And then they leaped.
Now see how everyone else did it!
