Fingers of fire reaching out to consume me, a searing heat running through my veins, I am alight and it burns, it hurts oh it hurts so much. Flames licking along my skin wringing sweat from it, making it seep from every pore and pool beneath me making the air around me humid. A broiling swamp I can’t escape and I can’t breath, panic sets in. The fire is taking over me, getting hotter and hotter burning me alive leaving a ruined charcoal wreck in it’s wake, a burned out shell.
There is only one way to release this fire, to banish this killing force before I self combust, before it takes my mind away completely.
I reach for the razor.