Four hefty men came over and began to carry me. My once still world began to move. I felt like I was floating — floating to my death. I knew I was going to die, I could see the lake from afar and I could feel it's heat, hot enough to melt the flesh. I could hear my comforter's voice in my head

 “ fear and you die!”

I don't know what to think but I know I'm more than scared.

Yeah, I'm going to die now and all my purpose will be wasted, burnt away in that fire. My gifts, powers, those harsh training sessions from my comforter would...