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She notices the ash clogging her lungs and eyes as she tries to escape.

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Syrina notices a clearly related crowd of people rushing down the street as a familia, complete with the house's slaves. Being a former slave herself, she has no problem assimilating herself among them. They all make their way out by road with their horses and cart.

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Seeing that the beach is as crowded as can be, Syrina joins up with a group of servants who work at the the local thermae. She follows them along the shoreline and away from the city.

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Syrina just manages to get onto a ship, but it is so overcrowded that she is thrown completely overboard in the confusion, and, unable to swim, drowns.

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Syrina ALMOST makes it to a ship, and to certain freedom, when she is pushed away by a high-ranking politician and his cohort. Tens of others rush by and Syrina is left behind once the ship reaches it's capacity

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As she reaches the shoreline, she witnesses another woman get hit in the head with a roofing tile from the city.

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Syrina sees a patron of hers boarding a boat who, after making eye contact with her, turns away.

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Syrina flees instead to her old master, who is not so inclined to leave behind his property, sure that his good fortune will carry him through the disaster. The structure of his home holds up well, but the growing anxiety among the household forces him to rethink his decision. However, the decision comes the next morning, and, by the time they dig their way clear, they are met with the sight of an approaching black cloud which signals their end in a pyroclastic cloud.

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Syrina decides not to flee immediately, but shuts down her shop—her most proud possession—and waits out the eruption. She retires into a smaller living area in a room adjacent to her shop and seals the door. Because she is a food vendor, she is able to comfortably wait until she stops hearing noises above her. The shop area caves in and gives Syrina enough of a reason to clamber her way over the ruins of her shop and out of the city before the pyroclastic surges.

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Mobs of people rush into Syrina's store and take all her stuff! She's so stunned by the events that she's rooted to the spot, and gets trapped by debris. She is trapped!

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As Syrina passes by some houses, she sees some people praying to their "lares" or house gods.

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A freed slave and food Vendor who lives in the place where she works