~Killian~

As Devin and I arrived at the wedding venue, I spotted the priest, who was supposed to officiate the ceremony. After exchanging a few pleasantries, I dove into discussing the logistics of the upcoming event. We wrapped up our conversation and were about to head out when a strange odor hit my senses.

"Hey, do you smell that?" I asked Devin, wrinkling my nose.

He sniffed the air, his brows furrowing. "Yeah, smells like gas."

Before we could investigate further, a thin trail of smoke drifted from one of the inner rooms. Instinct kicked in, and I grabbed the priest, pulling him away just as flames erupted from the...