Faint whispers burning in your ears.
You try to ignore,
but the feel that something
greater than life,
is trying to pull you under.
You run away,
trying to escape the fire burning in your head.
But it's no use.
The fire escaoes from you,
and trails down your body.
Flames consume your body,
as you scream and kick,
trying to escape further.
You look around at the people around you,
searching for help.
Nobody but you can see the flames.
You try to scream,
but it's too late.
You're already dead.
The flames leave your corpse,
in search for another victim.
They are successfull.
The whispers begin again,
only inside a different person.
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