*[Henry was looking around to see if anything else is left, he crouched down near some debris from the fire, he found a burnt picture of him and Charlie together, and insistently felt bad, he missed Charlie so much, but his moment to remember his now dead daughter was cut off as he heard someone move behind him, he jumped slightly and looked behind him, confused. . .] Henry: "hello. . . ? who's there. . . ? show yourself. . . !"
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