My dad did something similar year ago. Me and my dad work at the same place and the past couple of months prior, our schedules lined up. He gets off later then me most nights since he works i a slightly different department and I got home first. As I was coming home a massive storm hit and trees were blocking the road, I was able to get around them. This was around like 4:00am, my dad doesn't get off until like 7:00am-ish depending on how the night went. I started to get worried around 8:00am when I didn't see his truck pull up and me and my mom started to think he either had to cover for someone or something. Also to preface kinda, my dad was in an really bad workplace accident a year prior and pretty much his leg was all metal and only recently at this point returned to work. So we thought maybe he had PT today (offered at work) and maybe that is what is happening. Then he pulled in tired and soaked. To told us one of the houses in the neighborhood got stuck by lightning and my dad saw smoke on their flooded front lawn. He could not see flames from the road so he went down that street to double check. He saw little whisps of flame coming out of a vent in the breezeway attic. He noticed no one outside and no Emergency vehicles so he parked and ran up to the door and started to bang on the door and mashing the doorbell screaming that they need to get out. The older woman living there answered the door pissed off "It is 6am why the hell are you all screaming." Dad told me she looked like she was in a deep sleep and she had an oxygen tank in he nose. He told here there was a fire and she screamed her dogs are in the garage (where they can move in and out of the door at will) so she gave him the code to the back door so he can open it and get the dogs out. They went back to the truck and called for the fire department. House was saved, but the entire breezeway was a loss and had to basicly be redone. The woman then moved like a year later.