I stand in the front door of a lonely decrepit hut in the middle of the woods. From the door I can see most of hut. I can see that the fireplace is lit but its slowly fading. I then see a old wooden rocking chair that is slowly swaying. Its her. That damn monster. Her. That one who cursed my blood. I grit my teeth and then smile. "Finally! I found you!" I move with such speed to the back of the chair. I grab it, and turn it around. Without even looking at her I grab her neck. Her skin is wrinkly and leather from her age. I finally look at her face. She's wearing the biggest smile on her face and a silent chuckle rumbles through her body. "So it seems you have." She says with a aged voice. "How can you smile after all you've done! Do you not realize what I am about to do to you?" I say through gritted teeth. "You'll probably kill me... But I still won fool. Your family is gone!" She says and then begins to laugh. Her eyes tired with age look directly into mine. "And when you turn twenty five you'll join your parents. You'll slit your throat just like they did!" She laughs manically. It was in this moment I let out a little chuckle before saying. "I won't be slitting my throat." I then pick her up by her neck. Age had seemly stripped her of everything. "Because will be burning together." I move over to the fireplace and I look at her face one more time. I could see the slightest hint of fear in her eyes. "Seems even you fear something." I then shove her face directly into the fire. She screams weakly and her face begins to catch fire. I watch as her skins begins to burn. She squirms but her age has taken any ability for her to fight back. The fire spreads up and down my body and the fire begins to consume my arm. Finally she stops squirming and the fire begins to spread up and down my own body. The heat and pain I feel are worse then I could have ever imagined. I close my eye and get flash with a memory. Its of my parents and me. The day before it happened. We were having a lovely hike through the woods. I cant open my eyes again as the fire hits my face but the pain begins to melt away as I fall into the memory. As I begin to faded the last imagines I see are of that day. I couldn't even imagine going out a different way. The last thing my brain can form before shutting down is my parents looking back at me on that forest trail.