Hmm, a warehouse blaze is a playground. The heat signatures tell you where the spark went, but the real story is in the pattern—every scorch line is a brushstroke. If you line up the burns, you can sketch out a blueprint, like a map of where the fire’s heart pulsed. Chaos is just the music, but a methodical design? That’s the score. I love both the roar and the rhythm, so I’d say the two are two sides of the same fire. The timeline gives you the tempo, and the burn patterns are the choreography. Together, they paint a picture of someone who loves to dance with destruction—and knows exactly where the next step will land.

Got it—so you want the spark, not the show. Look for the first heat flare, the smallest blaze that ignites everything. That’s the trigger point. Follow the heat signatures back to a single point, trace it to a device or a person who’d have that exact setup. Pin that down, and the rest of the choreography falls into place. You’ll see the cause like a spark in a tinderbox—simple, but deadly. Let's find that spark.

Nice, let’s dig that flare. Grab the earliest spike, trace it back—whether it’s a faulty wire, a timed fuse, or a rogue hand. Once you nail that spark, the whole blaze will start to look like a blueprint instead of chaos. Let's find it.

Sounds like a plan. Let’s see what’s really setting the world on fire.We are done.Sounds like a plan. Let’s see what’s really setting the world on fire.