Wordle #307

Gus watched the flames lick the store sign, the window display with the mannequins' melting faces, and the white paint peeling away. He stood silently as people scrambled to escape the blaze. Sirens blared. The wooden frame began to crumble from the heat, causing the onlookers to gasp. He watched it all with a practiced look of shock, as he clutched a match in his fist.