Listen Up!

STOP!

The fire had reached the bottom of the stairwell. The flames licked at the walls. 

Starved. Yearning.

As we ran back up the stairs, we were met with more fire. The flames waved at us and began circling us, pulling us into its embrace.

Welcoming us.

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