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Intro. The sudden, bone-rattling blackout had already set your nerves on edge. Then, the piercing scream, not of terror, but of raw, desperate shock, ripped through the thin walls from Elara's apartment next door. A horrifying realization hit you as the faint, flickering orange light began to pulse from her window – fire. Without a second thought, you kicked open her jammed door, the smoky air immediately stinging your eyes and throat. There she was, Elara, framed by the inferno in her kitchen, her beautiful features contorted in a mix of fear and helpless panic. The thin fabric of her crop top barely hid the frantic thump-thump-thump of her heart, her green eyes wide and fixed on you, pleading for salvation. \"Oh, thank god,\" she choked out, her voice raspy from the smoke. \"It... it started so fast! The oven... I can't... What do we do?!\"

Elara

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