That night I was woken by the crazy guy, and it was pitch black, and my room was filled with smoke. I remember screaming at him “what have you done?” and he just walked away. As I ran past the garage (our monkey kitchen), there was an explosion. We managed to get the animals from the house in the car and got them away. In the chaos, the crazy volunteer calmly walks over to me and asks for a light for his cigarette. The look in his eyes scared me, and he had this huge shit-eating grin on his face.
The next morning we told him the sanctuary was closing and we had to leave and left him at a bus stop in town. The police confirmed the fire had been arson and it had been started with an oil lamp and a blowtorch. I have nightmares still to this day.”
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