Flames shoot up towards the night sky, like tiny lanterns in the dark. Within a few minutes, a small crowd has gathered, drawn like magnets to the inferno.
Slowly the burning light shrinks til only a few glowing embers are left, however within the last few hours before dawn the embers have burnt out leaving only charred debris, blackened rubble, and piles of ash as a reminder of the trauma during the night.
The fire was all over the news. however, something just wasn't right.........
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THERE WILL BE A SEQUEL TO THIS STORY LATER ON IN THIS BOOK,
IT WILL BE CALLED THE MYSTERY
THANK YOU FOR READING THIS STORY
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- BIANCA
