York opened her eyes. She was sitting a great big tree, the tree keeping her safe from the sun's burning rays. 

[i] Ahh... Clear sky, pretty tree, a nice lake, a forest on fire. It's so boring[/i], Yori thought as she looked at the burning forest in front of her. It sparked a memory.

[b] On that night, Yori had walked to the kitchen at midnight. Flashlight in hand, she opened the fridge and grabbed some steak and wine. She was going to try flambé. So Yori began cooking the steak. She grabbed a lighter, poured some wine on the meat and lit it on fire. The kitchen was soon burning in flames. Disappointed, Yori walked to one of the cabinets, grabbed the remaining Pocky and Cup Ramen, and returned to the basement to eat. The family had probably woken up the next morning to a burning kitchen.[/b]