"FIREY YOU IDIOT, YOU'VE SET THE FOREST ON FIRE!!!"

Coiny was right behind me, running from the flaming trees behind us.

"So? I'm fireproof, fire can't hurt me."

"Then WHY are you running?!?!"

"I'm not running from the fire, I'm running from YOU."

"Well If you want to get away from me, then why not stop running and hide in the burning forest?!"

"Huh, good point."

I stopped running and watched Coiny run past me as the flames burned the trees around him.

Now I was going to go back to my rain shelter.

It took a lot longer than I thought it would to get out of the burning forest and walk back to my rain shelter.

I looked around, but didn't see any zombies.Then I thought of something.

Why didn't Coiny and Fries just open my rain shelter door and kill me while they were there?

I went back inside my rain shelter and sat on top of my sleeping bag. I didn't really need a sleeping bag. I was made of fire! But the floor of my rain shelter wasn't very comfortable, so I liked to sleep on top of it.

How did this happen?  Are there other survivors like me? Am I going crazy?

A million questions were going through my head, but I didn't have anyone there to answer them. So I sat there alone with nothing but my thoughts.

Yep. Just typing and making minor edits to my previous chapters. And it's not even nine PM yet. xD

I love having the week off from school.