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There wasn’t any way for any of us to think about anything but the burning fire, the flames, the heat. I always wondered about the death head of chaos reigning down, imagining it happen at night. The truth of it is that these terrible things often happen in the bright light of the day, sunshine and flowers. You are driving down the road of a bright, happy summer’s day on vacation, everybody happy, then wham. You wake in the hospital with no memory of what happened.