It's a peaceful memory in which brought me warmth and comfort, but the moment vanished as fast as it came. It became engulfed in a raging flame. I couldn't breathe, my heart repeatedly spammed against my chest my eyes wide with horror as I watched everything burn. The raging hot flame turned the big plumes of smoke black ascending to the air. I started to run, but a strong hand pulled me back holding me in place. I began to scream, but mothers voice echoed in my head. Don't Scream. I watched unwillingly in mask horror as they burned, their screams echoing off my ears as the flesh turned black as the fire licked at their skin. Why is this happening..?