"Do you have a better idea?" she asks, voice shaking. Glancing over to see the flaming bear closing in on them. "Go -- go -- I'll keep hold of your hand." She squeezes the other girl's hand tight and helps boost her up to the window, whispering gogogo under her breath.

Their wrists scrape against the stone but they promised not to let go. So Dani climbs up after her, feet scrabbling against the stone as she clambers up and through the opening.

When she lands, there's a splash. More dark stains on her skirt. On her legs. She touches the wall and her hand comes away sticky.

"Oh god," she sighs, sounding faintly ill. "There's blood everywhere."