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Louisa's eyes darted wildly around the smoke-filled room, her heart racing with terror. The flames licked at the walls, casting flickering shadows on the floor. She was begining to sweat crazily, her lungs burning from the thick smoke.

If she didn't know well, she'd think that this was a set up. Ryan just left and not long, a fire broke out. How does that even happen?

"How did this happen?" she thought, her mind reeling in panic. "Oh goodness! Somebody help me! Oh goodness!"

Why isn't the fire alarm going off?

Was she going to die?

Someone has dragged her into the room. Who the fuck was that? There's...