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... like the breath of some apocalyptic beast. Flames still licked at the upper floors, charring the once-pristine gray walls into a sooty, crumbling mess. Below, a crowd of gawkers—locals, reporters, and rubberneckers—clustered like vultures, their phones raised, capturing the carnage. The air was thick with the stench of burnt metal and flesh, a grim reminder of the hell that had erupted hours ago.
Sirens wailed in the distance, growing louder as a fleet of fire trucks roared in from every ...
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