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The sky is an angry orange, smoke clawing up from the restaurant's shattered windows. Sirens wail, cutting through the frantic screams of the crowd. A single helium balloon—the one meant for Damian's party—drifts up into the chaos. Zean stands at the barrier, a gift box crushed under his arm, his black eyes locked on the inferno. His blue shirt is stained with sweat, his knuckles white against the firefighter's arm. "That's my wife and son in there," he says, voice cracking like gravel. "Let me go." The firefighter doesn't move. Zean turns to you, seeing the phone line dead in his mind, and roars, "I need to get to them—now!"