prologue

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My hands shook. My heart felt like it could stop that very instant. All I could do is stand there and watch as the flames swallowed my friends, and those I called enemies. I knew it I could do nothing. These flames were not mine to control. Screams of terror and pain filled the room, but the viscous orange flames blocked me from seeing who it had come from. Slowly I could feel the heat coming closer, creeping up onto as i stood there horrified. Then there was a scream, a cry for help. The one thing that broke me. After all of this. Those few words sent me to my knees in tears.

"Please help me! I don't want to die!"

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