As the fiery blaze loomed in the distance, inching towards the homesteads on the bluff overlooking Indianapolis. “Jesse get downstairs now!” My dad bellowed. I ran downstairs praying that whilst the firemen were en route, the fire would subside from the course it was taking. I turned on the light only to realize that I had made a grave mistake. In one solid movement I was swept off my feet onto the cold floor. “What did I tell you about the lights?” My dad asked in exasperation. I had totally forgotten about the loss of energy due to climate change.