Part Two

As the tears ran down my face, as my screams of agony echoed in the atmosphere, as I battled to breathe in and adapt to the loveless air, the clouds broke and thunder rumbled as rain began to fall. The fire consumed the house as a snake consumes its prey. There was nothing left except black burnt bits. The rain gently persuaded the fire to calmy die down. It was dark and he was gone and it was over.