Six long years since that day, and yet I clung to a wild hope.
It had been six years since Valley Life BC vanished off the face of the earth - and with it, my dear sister Irene. The police had long since dismissed the case as a gas explosion, but I was unsatisfied. There were too many questions left unanswered - namely, the crater. I certainly wasn’t a demolitions expert, but even I could tell that it was too…clean. No scorch marks, no pieces of the building, not even a clod of dirt out of place.
It was as if it had vanished into thin air...but that was equally impossible. Buildings don’t just up and disappear, especially in the middle of the day.
However, that wasn’t why I fervently believed that Valley Life didn’t explode. In the wake of the incident, I heard an interesting account by a visitor who had left mere moments before the event; she claimed to have seen a bright light coming from one of the windows and heard a femal