So there I was spending a quiet evening at home. The news had said something about riots in the area but my house was pretty out of the way so I wasn't worried. I decide to make some salmon for dinner I pop it in the oven and then sit down to read a book on farming. I guess I lost track of time and left the salmon on too long. I opened the oven to see if anything could be salvaged. That was my last mistake. Hellfire roared out of the appliance. My kitchen was instantly engulfed in an inferno of death. It was as if Trogdor himself had decided to burnanate my thatched roof cottage. Flames covered my body as I ran out of the house and into the yard. In my final moments I watched as my cozy little bungalow turned to ash.