• I exist amongst the flames, as a spirit who feeds from their ashes. I died amongst those flames that now kill my hunger. The man who controlled these same fires was the one who cast me into them. He thought I was dead after the repeated stabbing at my neck and gut, but I remained concious. He ignored my screams, thinking the damp wood that fed the blaze was responsible for the cries. Days later, I passed. Yet my murderer walks with the living, I torture him as my own revenge.