I...I don't remember; where am I, what am I? My mind is an all-consuming nothingness. Memories, feelings, the slightest of notions, nothing persists, only the red flames that shred my very being. I don't like this.

The flames become hotter, they burst through my mind, howling like a wolf pack they set themselves free. They grow with each second they spent while edaciously feasting on me. It, it hurts! The flames, they are strong, to strong! I can't control them! NO! Don't come any closer, you hurt me!!! W-what are you, who are you?! No, no one is here! What AM I? The flames!

No no no no no no no no no no no no... NO, NOOO, NOOOOO!!! MAKE THEM STOP! IT BURNS! IT BURNS SO MUCH!!! IT HURTS! SOOOO MUCH! 'They consume me...' HELP ME! SOMEONE! HEEEELP!!! I DON'T WANT TO DIE! I WANT TO LIVE! SOMEONE! ANYONE! HELP ME! 'It's to late, there is no heaven I will be sent to.'

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! IT HURTS! KILLL MEEEE!!!!! NOW!!!! I CAN'T, I...- KILL MEEEEEE!!!!!

KILL...meee.... it... hurts... so much. I just want to... to...- It hurts...

H-hel-help me... please..... I beg you.......

(First fiction here. Not native speaker so mistakes in both grammar and spelling are bound to happen. I hope you can guide me!)