I lay on the ground curled up into a ball. The ring of fire circling me, as if trying to consume me. I felt the cold marble floor against my cheek, blood rolling from my head down into my mouth. Would I escape, maybe, maybe not? But then the flash made me think. That simple flash of lightning made me realize that I’ve got to keep going. No matter what the obstacles were. I had the choice to fight back if I wanted to. Why did it have to come to this decision? What if I make the wrong one? No, I would fight against this fire, and I would win.