The fire fighters had responded promptly, but as they battled the blaze, they kept asking about the contents of the home, and specifically if there was anyone in there still.
I looked at her, my hand squeezing her shoulder in support. When I had discovered that she was being held prisoner by that evil man, I'd tried to rescue her, but during the attempt the fire had broken out, and I was separated from her, so I wasn't sure of the answer.
"There's no-one alive in there."
I wonder if that was a lie or not, the corpse was inconclusive.
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