upstairs preparing to make dinner for her husband.
no way of knowing that two tables downstairs hadstarted to burn.
of the fire was unclear. There was no reason. However, narrow ribbons
of fire spread along the carpet
until they reached the walls. Then, the
walls instantly ignited.
grew hot and angry. Furious shades of red and orange whipped upward
toward the ceiling.
Merciless daggers of
blazing yellow tore through the empty room. Building blocks, toys and furniture were being consumed by
tall, ravenous flames.
She was upstairs.
She was in the kitchen. She was
humming a tune from
her childhood. She was about to
preheat the oven. Then, she thought she
"Bruce?" she called. "Is that you?"
There was no answer.
She went to the kitchen door. Again she called, "Bruce?"
Again there was no reply.
saw it. Her eyes gawked in fear. She screamed at the terrifying sight.
were covered in wild, taunting flames.
Curtains were being reduced to ash.
The sofa was a raging inferno.
Smoke and fire were everywhere.
in panic. She looked
around for an exit. The front door was
an obstacle in
flames. Huge pillars of fire engulfed the entire room.
shards lashed in all directions. Flames crackled loudly
as they ate everything in their path.
behind her. The kitchen was already falling prey to
Counters were burning.
Appliances were ablaze.