Devil's meadow

Chapter 3- trepidation

Still bolting out of the fiery blaze, i snapped at the sudden suspense of my rational fear Thanatophobia as i leaped out of the near death experience. But with every good thing turns into something far worse, which i had this certain feeling in my gut. I turned over my ash covered shoulder and watched in disbelief that I could've lost my life a second time but at the same time relieved. Flames of red, yellow and orange curved and exploded, crackling its debris 50 metres into the air. My hands looked like they had been burned severely but it was just the ash that had fallen onto my arm. Not wanting to stay any longer, i continued on with my threatening journey. Above my head, the sky had turned a bloody red, that made me feel uneasy, and the clouds had a small black tint in them. As for my shirt, there were holes in it where the fire had caught on to it and burned some of it away, revealing some of my ghostly white torso. Meanwhile, hills of black and grey loomed over me like a sea of oil or tar and in front of me, there were dying flowers here and there burning, wilting, smouldering and smoking. Strangely, i could hear small screams coming from somewhere and although I couldn't tell where it was coming from, my body started to tremble and shake like jelly. What on earth?! I didn't like how this place looked the moment i glanced around me. Bones were scared on the floor and small fires sprung out burning all of the untouched grass. Things just got a whole lot creepier...