"Sylvian........." A voice came through, somehow a very familiar voice it was. She slowly felt a hand on her shoulder which was hot, and it burnt her skin slightly as it started to hurt slowly. Sylvian gradually opened her eyes at the smell of something burning and heat was climbing around her. Sylvian forced her body and opened up her eyes and the very first thing she noticed was fire. There was a large fire right in front of her.
She was familiar with this flame, she was familiar with the place. It reminded her of something and someone. She was standing in the same ground looking at the same boundary and the same car that was burning. The car that belonged to her father and it was then she understood she was in New York yet again. She recalled this time of night.
Immediately turned aro
