My eyes drifted open. I heard the soft tapping of rain on my tent. My friend in the sleeping bag next to me. I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep but to my dismay I could not, my heart was pounding for reasons unknown to me. I thought a walk would calm my senses. I unzipped the tent and stepped out feeling the cool liquid tapping my skin. I closed the zipper I had exited to keep the heat trapped in. I had slipped on my boots, and proceeded to walk, I saw an orange light, I heard it crackle just like fire. I followed it, it sped up, so did I, the more its speed increased the faster I walked. Walking turning to speed walking, turning to jogging, turning to running, turning to full on sprinting too follow this small light, I don’t know why I followed it. My mind was clear. All I was thinking was that I needed to follow the little light. It stopped and I hunched over to catch my breath because I had been running for I don’t even know how long. Then I looked up and saw hundreds of thoughsands of these ‘fireflies’ in the sky. The small bugs rushed around me bussing in circles creating a draft of winds buzzing in a circle all flying in separate directions. The circle they spun in closed up smaller and smaller until I felt like my entire body was covered in these small blurry bugs, I struggled to breathe, hear or perceive anything other than these bugs until.. I sat up in my sleeping bag and started breathing hard. Then I looked up and saw fire on the tips of my fingers.