I'm running out of time for you

Black, black, red, red, white, green, repeat.

Black, black, red, red, white, green, stop.

Eyes snap open, and pain swirls in my view. I can't see her, I can't find her.

Screams, she screams while the fire licks around her ankles, men whip her back. I've left her to that fate, I know it. The only thing I can hear is her pain, her cursing. She doesn't want to see me again, but I do. The only problem is I can't. All I can do is listen while she screams, a sign that tells me I'm running out of time for her.