Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
My heart was beating in my throat and I didn't know how to push it back down to where it belonged. If your life really did flash before your eyes milliseconds before death then I think this is what it felt like. Flashes of white were forcing themselves into my vision and as they did pictures, no memories, came into my mind like a vicious wave from a flood. The memories were rudely interrupted by a burning, deep inside my body. Every other second it flared to a higher intensity and I wondered how much more of this I could actually take. Every part of my mind was monitoring the situation, I could barely remember where I was, but I had a vague idea that I was in my room. I couldn't feel or remember if I was standing or sitting and to be honest, I really didn't care at this point.
Different colours then made themselves known in my mind and more importantly in my vision. Reds, oranges and vibrant gold's made themselves prominent. This plus the burning sensation which had now increased to a new high, proposed the evidence that I was burning alive, out of nowhere. Was that even possible? I tried to move my arms, trying to feel for flames, but it was useless, they were useless. My mind no longer had control over my body. Suddenly everything faded and dulled, the colours receded and the burning calmed. I thought it was stopping that this was finally over, until I was notified otherwise. Everything went black, I felt myself fall but I couldn't save myself. I collapsed onto the cold wooden floor like a well-used ragdoll and there was nothing from then on.