“Where am I?” I scream at the walls. I sob as I realize I’m not where I should be. I should be home with my small brother and my father.

“Let me out. Please.”

A door appears. I grab the handle and open it, finding myself in a village being torn apart by flames. People run. There are bodies everywhere.

And then I see the ripped flag above. My village.

Is this real? Is this what I need?

I walk further into the burning village. The wind pulling at my clothes and hair. I feel tears stain my cheeks as I see my brother tripping. He’s stuck to the rubble.

I call out to him. He doesn’t see me. He’s watching something behind me. Tears stain his cheeks.

I turn. There’s a girl there. Fury in her blue eyes. Her hair is loose like mine. Freckles dot her nose. Her mouth is in an insane grin. Fire is at her fingertips and blood is all over her clothes and hands.

She looks like me.

Then she looks to me and her smile widens, ‘soon’ she mouths ‘soon’.