Kristina and I were awoken at 4am on Wednesday morning to quite a ruckus outside of our humble abode. At first we thought that our neighbors were drunk and making noise again, after all, they seem to enjoy doing that around 3am in the morning, so why not 4am? Then we heard sirens, and Kristina realized that the ruckus was on both sides of our house. Peeking outside, we saw lots of fire trucks and smoke. Trogdor, the Burninator had come to visit Lawrenceville.
This is where we might need a diagram to explain stuff. So here is a quick explanation of where we live:
Map of Trogdor’s Rampage
What we didn’t realize at the time was whether or not our set of row houses was connected to the victim of Trogdor’s wrath. We couldn’t get close enough to tell and the firemen kept yelling at me when I crossed the street to see bit better. I’m still confused why they told us to stay on the side WITH the fire. Anyway, realizing that there was nothing we could and that there was already four trucks on the scene, we tried to go back to bed. Unfortunately, this house had a wooden deck so the firemen were using chainsaws to tear it down to prevent it from becoming tinder. So it took a while to get back to sleep. Oh yeah, that and the fear of the fire that was 100 feet away spreading and killing us in our sleep.
Anyway, I took a couple of pictures of the damage this morning as I walked past the remnants of the house on the way to the bus. They don’t really do it justice for the complete loss of the insides. Everything inside the house is burninated.
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