I stand as soon as I am able. My body shaking with exhaustion from the sudden phantom pain. Though now gone, the shock from the sudden pain has left me confused, disoriented and giving me the start of a headache.
'…move…'

Bill and the rest of the children help me sit up, steadying me as I take everything around me in again. My mind reeling as I tries to understand what has just happened.
'…something is wrong…'

I didn't even know I am mumbling this over and over until Bill shakes me gently.

"Bobby, Bobby, I need you to try and focus. I know it's hard, but we're trying to understand what just happened. You're saying 'something is wrong'… what's wrong? What can we do to help you?"

All eyes are on me, varying with looks of concern. They share looks between one another. I can hear what sounds like Richie whispering to Bill, "Should we call Linda? I mean, maybe she knows something, fix him maybe?"

'RUN!'

My head whips up, staring into the distance before I leap to my feet. A gasp coming from the surrounding children, jumping back at my sudden movement.

"Something is wrong."
It appears to be the only thing I am able to say. The only thing going through my head. The headache building as it feels like something is trying to claw it's way out. Screaming in distress from behind my eyes.

'RUN!'

My long legs take me rushing to my bike. Kicking up the stand and pushing the helmet aside in my need to rush. I was already peddling away before any of the group has the ability to move from where they are still standing. I can't wait. I have to go. I have to RUN!

I'm paddling as fast as my leg will allow me. Following a pull. An unseen string towards what I needed to run to. What I am so desperate to get to. My head is throbbing now. I hear horrifying sounds going on in my head. It sounds like an animal in pain, perhaps dying. But still I peddle. Not letting anything stop me.

I don't know how long it is until I reach the end of the pull. I have no idea where I have ended up. But the sky has begun to darken overhead. A sudden storm is brewing, blowing in without warning.

For the first time since my dash here do I slow down. The world seems to come to a stand still. Slowly I walk towards where the pull finally reaches an end.

Smoke.

It is bellowing up, dark as the sky is growing overhead. As I draw closer, inching my way forward, I can see the source of the smoke. A bellowing fire.

But this can't be right. It isn't a campfire as I would expect. No, is one of the worst things I can remember seeing at this time.

There is a car engulfed in flames.

I leave my bike behind, letting it fall a side as I walk the rest of the way. No form of support as my body begins to tremor.

How did I know this was here?
Why am I drawn here?

I'm feeling suddenly nauseous. Unease growing as I look around me. There is no one. Not a single soul has come to inspect the scene. Not even the people in the surrounding homes seem to notice the car sitting out their front doors. Flames rises high as it burns so eerily bright.

The sound of crackling flames is covered by the moaning sound coming from the frame of the car, disagreeing with the unbearable heat. This was a fire that could burn for hours. The fuel helping the fire burn all the hotter now.

Even though I can feel the heat from the distance I am currently, I draw closer. I had to see what was inside the car.

I don't know how I can even bare it as I stand next to the drivers side window. Peering in as the flames lick out towards me. Searching for more to devour. Threatening to catch my clothing a blaze.

My eyes lock on what is left of a figure inside. There is no way to tell who it is any longer. The fire has burned and blackened the flesh, melting the body into the seat.

My mouth is suddenly a desert as I try to swallow. Moisten it with needed saliva. Though not even that seems to help with the dryness.

I can't move. Only stare. My eyes locked on to the charcoaled burnt figure.

I feel tears prickle at my eyes. The smoke must be burning them, but I know the truth. It doesn't cause the sudden pain of loss I am feeling gathering in my chest.

"Bobby?"

I tear my eyes away from the figure briefly to see Bill and the rest of the group have caught up with me. Some how they have found me, which I am impressed by.

"Bobby, you need to get away from there. You'll get hurt."

Bill tries to get closer to grab me, to pull me away from beside the vehicle, but he can't even get half way before retreating from the heat of the flames.

"Bobby, please." Beverly coaxes from behind Bill. All the children look startled. FEAR. I can smell it. They are afraid….for me? They are afraid I will get hurt being where I was, but I can't move away.

'…we can't leave her… you know that…'

"BOBBY NO!"

Screams fill the air as I reach out and grab, pulling on the door of the car. The flames licking and trying to eat away what it can. My clothing doesn't stand a chance as they begin to burn away. Though my flesh stays some how unharmed.

With a single tug, I rip the door free. Tossing it aside as I reach in to free what is left of her behind the wheel. I can't leave her like this. I can't leave her here alone. This is wrong.

With a bit of effort, doing my best to keep from harming her any further, I am able to get her free from the seat. Pulling her close to my chest, safe and sound as I step back and away from the car.

I hold her close, Protective as I bring her away from the hot flames. Taking a seat with her in my arms a good distance away from the flames.

There I hold her to me. Tears silently fall. Growing from a stream to a waterfall. I stare at what is left of what I loved so dear in my arms.

"Bobby?"
Bill cautiously approaches me. Keeping a distance as he covers his nose from the smell of burnt flesh and hair.
"W…what…"

"I couldn't leave her there…" My voice wavers. "Not like that…"

He looks to the group confused. They themselves returning him the same look.

Bill stands near by, but doesn't touch me. Giving me the needed space I often begged for.

"Who Bobby?"

A shuddering sob leaves me as I now knew why I was drawn here.
Why I had been in such sudden pain.
Drawn to this horrifying scene.
To this body.

I hold her closer to me with as much love and care as I always have.

"…Linda…"