The Society

Chapter 77 The Knox

The Knox

The fire is growing much, much, much too quickly!

It’s quite rude, really, with its insatiable appetite.

I take offense at the way it makes haste through my rooms, helping itself to everything in sight—expensive furniture, fine silver, heirloom antiques, priceless paintings (oh no, not the Rembrandt!).

This is all rather embarrassing. It’s creating such a commotion. People are gathering outside, their mouths impolitely agape. No, no. No!!!

And it only continues to worsen, completely ravaging my insides. Help. Help!

I am not prepared for this indignity.

Why is there no assistance??!!

Help!!!___help!___help___hel___hell___.

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