Good evening, and welcome to Nighty Night with Robbie Ajadri. Bedtime stories to keep you awake.

I'm DJ Lubell, the show's producer. Tonight's tale is so frightening, you might simply

burst from fear. Please enjoy a blaze.

He was a drunk. If you ask me, that's all the explanation that's needed. But for some,

that wasn't enough. For some, the mystery surrounding Jim's death was beyond explanation.

It was as if they were sure that nothing about it was normal.

It was the opposite of Ockham's razor. The official cause of death,

according to the autopsy report, was smoke inhalation. I believe they say this because the thought

of a loved one burning to death is just too much to bear. They tell you that they passed out

from the lack of oxygen long before the flesh began to blister and their organs broiled behind

their ribcage. It's definitely a more peaceful way to go, suffocating to death than burning to death.

That's what they tell people, to soften the blow after they lose a person they love very much

to something so horrific. This, of course, was wasted on me. I honestly can't say I love the man,

or at least I haven't for a very long time. Smoke inhalation, also, by the way, explains why

victims are sometimes found into the way from an unlocked door or curled up beneath a first

floor window. I guess it's just unimaginable that a person upon finding themselves engulfed in

flames would just stay put. That being said, it's kind of crazy how quickly you forget to stop,

drop and roll, the moment your lashes ash into your eyeballs. Most people run,

and search for a miraculous body of water they hope would appear like an oasis. Others flail and

plays hoping to dance the fire free, begging for help. But some, they accept the flames and the

fate before them. They drop to their knees and let the fire engulf them with little more than a

whimper. It's unclear what makes these people give up. It could be the realization that the

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