The smell should have been enough to give it away but I could only realize that I was in the middle of a crime scene when a freaking flake landed on the tip of my nose. There is nothing burning now but it sure smelled like there is. Well, something was a few minutes ago. Now I only see a pile of ashes on the ground and tons of them in the air. I suddenly realize that as I am breathing I am inhaling bits of people. This is not how I pictured my life when I joined the love of my life in a romantic trip across the country. I don’t know where he is and there are parts of someone that he probably killed inside of me. I need to get out of this room and run.