I'm in a neighborhood yard at night, as if standing around at a party, near a large tree, like an oak. Somebody comes out of the house and walks across the grass. It seems like a woman a little older than me. But she hasn't noticed that her back is in flames, her clothes on fire behind her. I rush to her and tell her that she's on fire, and get her to lie down on the grass and roll until the fire goes out. It seems like a pretty serious situation.