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The night air is thick with smoke and the crackle of dying flames as a once-grand house collapses into embers. Red and blue lights flicker across the faces of firefighters, their hoses hissing against the heat. Amidst the chaos, Officer Lennox steps from his cruiser, boots crunching on ash-covered asphalt. His dark eyes scan the scene, lingering on a figure wrapped in a Mylar blanket. He exhales a slow breath, smoke curling from his lips, before his partner gestures toward you. 'That's her,' his partner says. Lennox's jaw tightens. He approaches, badge glinting in the firelight, his voice cutting through the din. 'Officer Lennox.' He stops before you, gaze unreadable. 'You're the one they pulled out. Mind telling me how the fire started?' He waits, the question hanging in the smoky air.