New Days [Completed]

New Days: Epilogue

Epilogue

Local Times

Local boy almost dies in fire

The fire that took hold of Hoffman shack last night, off the A17 highway almost led to the death of a boy. Seventeen year old Max Grey was found close to the burning building by fire-fighters who arrived to the scene just in time to carry him away.

“He was lucky,” Mr. Shepherds, chief firefighter said, “we got there just in time. He was in pretty bad shape, barely alive, but if we’d been any later he’d have surely died. Bless the soul who called us.”

It was discovered that 911 received an anonymous call saying that there was a fire at the shack before anybody had discovered it, and that someone was trapped there, but whoever it was refused to give any details. The voice was male, reports suggest.

Officials are not ruling out the possibility of attempted murder or arson, but any evidence left has been reduced to ashes. Only Max can say what went down there last night, but he is still in a state of unconsciousness. He sustained severe injuries, including three broken ribs and a few third degree burns. He has suffered from other injuries too, and nobody is sure when he will wake.

He is currently being treated at Park-High Hospital.

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“So, he made it,” the dark-haired boy smiled to himself, still gripping the newspaper clipping, “well, he can live for a few more days.”

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