The Volcanic flames of the fire touching my skin. I try hard not to scream but the pain is too much. I let out a screech but no one can hear me. I try again but this time I scream to the top of my lungs. But still no answer. I am ambushed in this world of loneliness and disgrace.
I am trapped with nowhere to go and nowhere to hide. My heart is pounding with fear and desolation. Black and red were the only colours I saw. The colours of death and betrayal. With only the golden flames of the fire guiding me, I still have no idea where I am. It feels like I am boxed in and have no contact with the outside world.
