Tendrils of red swirled around me, snaking its way up the bones of the house. I gasped in long ragged breaths, my head pounding with the irregular beats of my heart. Fumes filled the air and I choked on the stale aroma. A thickness layered my mouth making my words garbled and cheeks chalky. I licked my chapped lips contemplating whether or not it was worth it.

Then I walked into the flames.

Heat licked my cheeks and burnt my clothes, as I continued to carve a path through the red. Adrenalin coursed through my veins, a rythm of unbearable pounding and pulseless silence. Then I saw a hand reach out from the flickering red. I reached forward and pulled on the hand of Onyx Singh. He was saved.

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Reporter: Today is the court case of Onyx Singh, allegedly the man behind the brutal fires. He claims innocence in this battle apparently-“

I reached towards the tv remote pressing the off button. I swallowed hard. This can’t be true. Flickers of red rimmed my vision, a tangle of haziness and smoke. This is who I saved. A monster.

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