The place is surrounded by fireman and police officers who are not letting anyone through. The wife hysterically goes forward shouting at them to let her through and that her husband was inside.

The Fireman tries to calm her down, tells her his condolences and that all the people that were inside are dead. The wife goes even more crazy wanting to pass through and find her husband. The fire man tries to explain that due to the fire all the corpses are coal black and that she wouldn’t be able to identify him.

The wife now even crazier insists on going in. “I have been his wife for 20 years, I know every inch of him. I definitely can tell him apart.” so the firemen finally decide to let her in.

She goes to the first bag, opens its, reaches with her hand all the way down to his private area… “hmmm, that’s not him”. She then goes to the next bag repeats the same thing, “hmmmmm, that’s not him either”.

She opens the third bag, again reaches all the way down to the guys privates. but this time there is a long pause. “mmmmm This guy is not even from this building”