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She had been part of the project that had unleashed this hell on the world. "This can't be real." I whispered, my voice shaking. "She wouldn’t have—" “Maya,” Daniel interrupted, his voice tight. “There’s more.” I looked up, and he handed me another file. This one was thicker, the pages dog-eared and stained with something I didn’t want to think about. I opened it, and the first thing I saw was a map—our region, marked with red X's. Target zones. “I think this is where The Burning started.” Daniel said, pointing to the map. “These are the areas that were hit the hardest.”

He picked up a small USB drive and gave it to her. "I got this last year. Security footage from the night of the fire. I never showed you because I wasn’t sure you were ready." Celeste stared at it in her hand. "I’ll watch it. Alone." Damien got tense, but he still nodded. She left Damian and went to her room. Pulling her laptop close, she plugged it in. Even though the video was hazy, the pictures could still be seen. She observed a mother pulling a young girl (herself) out of the flaming house in the video.

why do I smell burning? Xanne: Looks like SOMEONE had a PARTY without ME! What is all this?! [End Scene]

The screen froze on Vivienne’s face, bruised, backlit in red stage light. And just beneath it, a watermark: Velvet_Stage9/RecoveredArchive. Stage 9? There was no Stage 9. Or so she thought.

Behind him, the hall was mostly clear, but they’d have to get through a wall of flames first. Before she realized what was happening, Trent picked her up and ran through the fire. Bree screamed, afraid they’d both ignite. The fire licked at her bare skin, her legs, arms, and hands feeling as if they were already ablaze. Zach emptied the extinguisher as they crossed out of the curtain of fire, and then hurried down the hallway to the stairs. Bree wanted Trent to put her down, but she knew he was operating on adrenaline now. They burst through the stairs that ultimately led down to the ground level, joining in with the crowd of people in their bathrobes and pajamas. Already, the pain from her

I just watched. And burned.

"No, Fola, you're....." "No interruptions please!" She stated in plain and stoic tone and that shut my flare up immediately. "She was the best thing in my life and living each day without her hurt more than you'd ever know. Then fast forward to that day. We were the only ones at home. I was in my room sleeping and the next thing I remain was the feeling of being scalded all over. I opened my eyes to see that my room was on fire. Serious fire, I couldn't even see anything except the fire. Panic and worry took over. I ran to where the door was admist the fire but it wouldn't open, wouldn't budge. My skin was starting to burn and someone was screaming maniacally.

“Oh my God, this is the first time I’ve seen such an awesome monologue. My mouth is smoking, and there’s blood and lightning all the way.” “This plot, this scene, I love it so much. Host, let me show you a rocket. I’ve given you half a month’s salary.” At this moment, the numbers on the big screen ended. The high-temperature iron rod retreated. The HD camera captured everything from all angles. Brent’s lips had disappeared, and a bloody red hole replaced it. From this angle, one could even see his throat. Under the high temperature, his flesh and blood had also turned white. “Next, we will enter the second series, the Devil’s Key.”

“I will meet up with you at your place?” “No, I am busy.” “Busy with what?” “I have things to do.” “What things? You have just landed.” As promised Brenda phones me. “Afternoon Brenda.” “Afternoon Miss James. We have a problem here at the agency.” “What's wrong Brenda?” “The BDSM room caught fire.” “I will be there in half an hour.” I turn to Joshua barely containing my laughter. “There is a problem at The Summit Club. There was a fire.” “Since when did you become a firefighter?”

"Hey, I'm trying to make sure you're happy. Way I see it, you're gonna sex him up, and then oh so casually slide in that he needs to come meet your sister." I laugh quietly. "Yes. I'm sure he'll be so delirious, that he agrees with no problem." "You never know." My phone vibrates, and Laury leans over as I open the message. "Get outta here." I elbow her. She snickers as I unlock my phone. Law:Cabin 16. 7pm. "Cabin?" I ask, confused. "Yes, Sarah. The cabins are the ones with the hot tubs. Please, I beg of you, take lots of pictures."