From my neighbor:
"Were you perchance burning sage outside your door? There's some still lit out there."
I bolted out and discovered the landing (atop a flight of stairs) completely filled with smoke, and the neighbor apologetically explaining that he had to stamp it out because it had set the welcome mat on fire.
Needless to say, I had not been burning sage.
So, apparently someone walked up a flight of stairs, set a bunch of sage on fire, and took off. What the actual fuck.
"Were you perchance burning sage outside your door? There's some still lit out there."
I bolted out and discovered the landing (atop a flight of stairs) completely filled with smoke, and the neighbor apologetically explaining that he had to stamp it out because it had set the welcome mat on fire.
Needless to say, I had not been burning sage.
So, apparently someone walked up a flight of stairs, set a bunch of sage on fire, and took off. What the actual fuck.