A small child stands at the edge of a cliff. Underneath her is a valley, and it's burning to the ground. She watches, numb. Feeling nothing because feeling anything hurts to much. A small tear roles down her cheek but she doesn't notice, it evaporates to quickly. She is so hot, unhealthily hot. This is past a human fever, it is as if she were on fire. She is so young, only five, but she understands the chaos. She knows what will happen after this. There will be nothing left, only silence. This thought fills her with joy, she cannot take the screaming much longer. A small voice in her head whispers "you did this" "it is your fault, all your fault". The voice begins to get louder until it is all she can hear. The screams are gone and she only hears the voice. It is yelling now, booming inside her brain and she vaguely thinks that she preferred the screams. And then there is nothing and her world goes dark.