It's Complicated

It's Complicated prologue (Unedited)

 I hope you like this one! I had fun writing this. :D

Before you say this doesn't seem like sci-fi, let me show you a quote.

"Perhaps the crispest definition is that science fiction is a literature of 'what if?' What if we could travel in time? What if we were living on other planets? What if we made contact with alien races? And so on. The starting point is that the writer supposes things are different from how we know them to be"

-Christopher Evans

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Prologue

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Burned Alive

A mysterious fire burned down the well-known Connor mansion at 2:57 PM on March 9, 2008.

Mrs. Allen, a neighbor, noticed the smoke and thought the Connors were having a barbecue but thought better of it when she saw the smoke growing denser.

"I immediately called 911," she said. However, when the firefighters arrived, they were too late.

The whole house had burned down.

It was hoped that the Connor family were out on vacation or were simply in the mall when this happened, but their multiple cars, now only a few scraps and a melted puddle of metal, were found in what used to be the garage. Still, the people clung to their hopes. Unfortunately, at 6:26 PM, after much scrambling, they were dowsed.

Three bodies, burned beyond recognition, were found under the ashes of what was once a great dining table.

"They must have hidden under the table in their panic. When it caught fire, the legs gave way and must have trapped them." Jerry Spence, a firefighter, added, "We don't know yet whether they died due to the heavy table or the fire."

Immediately upon finding the bodies, the dental records were checked, and the three were discovered to be Mr. and Mrs. Connor and one of their sons, Eric. The last of the prestigious family managed to escape and was found in a lake nearby. He is now in the St. James hospital with minor burns.

No evidence was found that point to arson. In fact, there are no evidences at all. Everything was burned so extensively; the only hints of the great mansion are the pillars, which were white but were turned black from the soot, and the foundation itself, though barely there.

Eerily, while the police were investigating, they found a trail-like path. This, however, was not made by footprints. The ashes, being much finer than the others, stood out. It was burned so thoroughly; it seemed like everything and anything in its path spontaneously combusted.

"It's as if the source of the fire itself was walking when this path was created," said Mr. Spence. The thought was quickly dismissed, and so was the thought of arson itself upon interviewing the family's acquaintances.

The family was, as they say, very friendly and goodhearted. Being strong believers of the golden rule, "Do unto others what you want them to do unto you" , the Connors helped all they could. They were the kind of folks who were big donors in charities. In fact, they donated a half a million dollars to Red Cross without a bat of an eyelash, and this was only one of their yearly donations. No one would, in their right mind, avenge the family of that.

May this be a lesson for us to put to mind the importance of the drills done for this very reason. Let this also make us cherish life while being careful of the dangers it brings. Life is not infinite; make good use of it for when you depart from this world, nothing can be done to right your wrongs.

The Connors had no idea what hit them, yet they brought great joy to people's lives. May they rest in peace.

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The story of my life. Literally.

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So? Did you like it? It was supposed to be so much smaller if I wrote it directly here. Good thing I wrote it in the iTouch first ;) This was originally in bold, but so many people were complaining, so I took it out :) Please comment, vote, fan!