Jason sank to his knees, his heart heavy, as he witnessed the gradual vanishing of his best friend's house. He released a heart-wrenching sob, and everything around him faded into the shadows as he witnessed the house crumble into ashes and the sky ignite with a crimson haze of smoke. If only he had been spared the sight of the paramedics as they solemnly transported the bodies, swathed in stark white sheets. Yet, even in that moment, he remained unmoved as his world disintegrated around him; he longed to have been the one to succumb to death instead of Selena. "No, it can not be," he whispered under his breath, retreating slowly, unwilling to confront the reality that lay before him. He sprinted towards the lifeless forms and attempted to reveal the charred remains, which belonged to Selena. As Jason gazed upon the body, disbelief washed over him, making it difficult to accept that it was Selena. It was not until his eyes fell upon the bracelet, a cherished gift from her 12th birthday, that he felt a flicker of recognition. She had worn it faithfully, never parting with it since that special day. Jason's mother hurried to his side, her concern evident as she realized the gravity of what he had just seen. Jason squeezed his eyes tightly, his hands firmly covering her face. As his mother enveloped him in her warm embrace, Jason found it hard to comprehend the astonishing sight before him. Before the house could succumb to the flames, he gasped for breath, struggling against his mother's grasp as he dashed toward the inferno. His heart raced with the hope of salvaging a cherished memory. Amidst the devastation, he discovered a charred album filled with images of Selena and a handful of his photographs, their edges singed, while the remainder had turned to ash.
