As the field faded away, so did her parents. Panic rose up in Lundyn's throat as she lost her sources of stability, love, and hope. Pain began to flare everywhere; a burning sensation crept over every limb and digit. A sharp pain suddenly spiked in her back, and she gasped. Turning around, she saw Uncle, face malevolent and intense, smiling at the fire that engulfed them both. He yanked his arm away from her back, and in his hand was a knife that dripped blood.
In anguish, she screamed. Her scream released a perfect blaze from her lips, one that had arrived to consume all. The ghosts of her parents crumbled to ash, Uncle quickly disintegrated, and the fire completed even Lundyn's consumption, rushing up her body towards her head -
Lundyn woke up.