Lava

 

The floor was lava!

He didn’t know what that was, exactly, but his siblings were panicking, so he leapt up onto a chair and stared at the floor.

The floor looked like it always did, so after a minute, he tentatively got off of the chair, to the shrieks of his brothers.

“How stupid,” he thought as he went into the kitchen to see if his mom had any snacks.

There was obviously no such thing as lava.

Sixty years later, his children placed a memorial where he and his house had sat, before being engulfed by the volcano’s eruption.