My entire body felt like it was on the verge of bursting into flames. I could feel the fire coursing through every vein and cell in my body searching for something or someone and refusing to let me go until this thing it was searching for was found.
I was on the cusp of a vision. A very important vision. The fire wanted to get this vision no matter the cost. It didn't care that I was burning alive or that I would die any second. It demanded to get this vision and find whatever it was looking for.
I watched flames trying to pierce through a black smoke, but the smoke got thicker and darker and darker and thicker each second. A vision was waiting for me behind all that smoke. I just knew it.
The flames finally stopped trying to pierce through the fortress of smoke and the pain seemed bear
