Once upon a time, in a quiet town, Ansley was attending a royal princess party. She dressed in a gown with sparkles that shimmered like tiny stars. Laughter and music filled the house.

Suddenly, the scent of smoke mingled with the sweet smell of cake. Ansley's gray eyes opened wide in shock as she saw flames licking the edge of a curtain. 'Fire!' someone shouted.

Without waiting, Ansley and the other party-goers scrambled outside. The princess dresses swept the ground as they ran. Outside, they saw the neighbor's car and house were also ablaze.

Panic spread among the crowd. They watched helplessly as the flames grew. Ansley realized no one had called for help. She needed to act fast.

Her heart pounding, Ansley ran down the street to escape the heat and the chaos. She needed to find a safe spot to call 911. She took deep breaths to steady her nerves.

As she ran, a car sped toward the fire. Ansley glanced at the driver and recognized her. It was the real estate agent rumored to steal houses. She could not let this slip away.

Ansley found a calm corner away from the fire's fury and dialed 911. She reported the fire and then mentioned the real estate agent, even giving the car's license plate.

As soon as Ansley finished the call, she saw the agent typing on a keyboard. With a beep, the car's license plate changed. Confusion clouded Ansley's thoughts.

Was Ansley too late? Did she remember the real license plate? Her mind raced as the sirens grew louder, announcing the arrival of firefighters and police.

Amid the red and blue lights, Ansley wondered if she imagined the plate changing. Was the danger over, or was there a new threat lurking?

Just then, everything started to fade. The noise, the lights, the heat, all disappeared. Ansley blinked her eyes open and found herself in her bedroom. It was all a dream.

Ansley sat up, her heart still beating fast. She touched the necklace she wore to the party in her dream. At least, she thought it was a dream.