Chapter 23

Fire.

Desperation.

Agony.

These three words, these feelings and emotions, are all that I know right now. 

If someone were to ask me my name, I would have no clue. Instead, I would beg them to end my suffering... by any means necessary. 

I attempted to open my eyes. I could barely manage to hold them in a mere squint before they closed themselves. Water trickled out of the corners, it was as if they were attempting to cool down my body in any way they could. The cool tears soon turned scalding hot as they journeyed down my cheeks, torturously slow. 

My senses are completely numbed, I can't see, smell or even feel the ground beneath me. My breathing is laboured, coming out in short, heavy pants. I try to regain focus, to make sense of what was going on. Was I trapped in a dream?

I feel myself beginning to blackout again, the pain was becoming too much to bear and I was almost relieved when sleep