Chapter 11: The wrath of fire

Another man, stood a few steps beside mom, with jaw hanged-opened, exclaimed in extreme surprise. He was also wearing the same clothes as those who were working near the fire truck with him. 

"But the water limit already exceeded!" 

"I know! I know!" A man with the same suite ran towards the fire truck to check if there were still waters in. He climbed as fast as he could towards the hole of the fire truck's receptacle where the water was stored. 

There were, I think, three to five people who helped him check the water inside. After checking it, they all glanced at each others' expressions. Their face was disturbed, questioning their fellow workers through their gazes. 

"This is impossible..." The guy, who was running a while ago, commented. He then checked the water once more time, perplexing while looking back to the hole with the flashlight.

His eyes stilled. He cannot believe what he saw. 

For real, all of them were astonished. 

They glanced in chorus towards the large host where the water kept running even when the fire truck ran out of it. Their eyes were wide opened. 

One guy even tried to scratch his eyes to make her sight clearer of what he saw was real or not.

"We spent 2000 gallons from 750 one!" His forehead formed wrinkles as he was stating that thing to his fellow worker. 

My eyes continued to wave blue, circulating the corners of my pupils. I wasn't able to know if someone saw what I was doing. The thing was, I cannot control it!

I tried to stop myself from showing this kind of unusual, but a part of me insisted on doing that thing. And I did not know where that came from, or how that unexplainable thing entered me. 

All I knew was, it performed the strange feeling that was happening to my eyes when I saw the water.

The sky became dark. The sun disappeared. And only people within this community, including the rescuers, were left to save lives. My mom shook my shoulders to bring back my mindfulness. 

She looked worried. She narrowed her eyes and shrug beside me.

"-Sarah, let's go home!" I knew she had been trying to get my attention lately, but I wasn't really able to control it, mom! 

My body was like reviving from drowning when she hugged me immediately, knowing that my consciousness was back. I blinked my eyes several times to see what was happening around me.

The residents were panicking. Firefighters were running back and forth from their individual trucks to assist in minimizing the fire. I spotted those people who were trying to make themselves comfortable in the middle of the situation. 

Their dress was as dirty as mud. 

Their faces were as haggard as a cow working in the field.

I guess they were one of the rescued victims. 

When mom was hugging me even more. I felt comfortable and safe from the unusual thing that happened to me a while ago. I closed my eyes, trying to feel my own sight. 

Then I felt the fire began to decrease. 

I can sense those people who were questioning a lot about the sudden lessening of the fire's range. My eyes were half-opened, and I saw those eyes that were amazed. All of them were startled, looking at the building that gradually erased the fire by itself. Some of them even stilled at the moment.

"Look, the building is healing itself!" 

"How impossible!"

And by then on, they began to create their own deductions. 

"Maybe a person made something from the inside that caused the building to eradicate the fire."

I was listening to their conversations when a memory of mine flashed in my head. I wasn't sure if that was precisely a memory, but the scene was familiar. 

My eyes saw a child crying for help inside the building. She was wearing a crimson fascinator hat with bird feathers. All the rooms next to her location was a factory of accessories and clothes. The items of furniture were made from a Narra tree. 

Then a switched of place happened within my memory—the familiar ambiance of nature with natural lights. The chirping of the birds while I passed through the grassy land of the aisle. A child crossed through my arms, speaking words that I... I can't clearly hear...

She ran towards the river. I followed her with butterflies blocking my sight—a great natural environment surrounded by cheering people doing their different businesses—the unexpected shift of nature from peace and prosperity to unhealthy and unjust. 

All of these things were flashing back inside my head. 

It was a dream.

My eyes woke up in the intense cold sensation traveling inside me. I swiftly moved backward in which surprised mom. I was confused about what was happening to me. My mom began to feel worried. She asked me plenty of times about the things that were running in my thoughts. But, I cannot utter those things!

I was frustrated and felt down. 

I remembered the child that was stuck inside the building when I saw her finally rescued. Even though she was quite far from where we stood, my vision was still clear to see every detail I saw in my thoughts that was totally the same as what I saw from her right now with my naked eyes. 

Her mom and dad, both victims but were rescued first, approached the child with hugs. The child was still holding her crimson fascinator hat. It was burned.

I look back around the building. The water coming out from the hosts from the fire trucks began to vanish. The building's products were totally burned, but afterward, the fire slowly disappeared without anyone doing something to control it. 

The firefighters were quizzed about the situation. Everyone was confused about the unusual event they saw. The cold but heavy touch of the wind wrapped my skin made me feel that the condition was not new. 

As I inhaled the air, it was telling me how nature rebooted once again. It felt comfortable, stress-free, and safe.

But there were these two questions that kept bothering me right now. 

What is happening to my thoughts? 

And...

Why does the fire go down while burning those products into ashes?