Chapter 35

Before leaving, I decided to take a look around the burnt house first.

As I stood outside the burnt house, the charred remnants of what was once a home surrounded me. Jax’s description of the peculiar scene replayed in my mind, and a mix of curiosity and amusement washed over me. I couldn’t resist taking a closer look and observing the aftermath of the fire for myself.

As I stepped cautiously through the debris, my eyes scanning the surroundings, I couldn’t help but let my imagination run wild with funny thoughts and absurd scenarios. It was a coping mechanism, a way to bring some levity to the otherwise grim situation.

I chuckled to myself as I imagined the house bursting into flames, not because of a gas explosion, but because someone accidentally microwaved a burrito for too long. The absurdity of the thought brought a smile to my face, momentarily lightening the atmosphere.

As I continued to explore the burnt house, my gaze fell upon a partially melted ob