Zoe Holohan

We're going to be OK.

And now we have to run.

We'd literally just jumped from the frying pan into the fire, quite literally.

It was like Dante's Inferno everywhere.

Everywhere around us were just walls of fire.

It's hard to describe it.

the level of heat.

Every breath we took, it was like swallowing acid.

It literally burned every single breath, so we were almost trying not to breathe.

Our eyes were streaming the darkness.

We might as well have been stepping out into the middle of the night.

It was that dark, and the smoke was that thick, and the only flashes of light were from red raw flames all around us.

It was so painful to breathe, but we had to keep moving.

We bumped into this woman who just kind of was like a specter who came out of the smoke from nowhere.

She spoke English and she basically told us, you can't go down there.

There's no way to pass.

The trees are down and the trees are on fire.

I looked down and I realised my dress was on fire.

The fabric was just easing into my legs.

It was like my flesh was being eaten by flames and it was absolute agony.