FELIX

My toes curled up as I fantasised about the time I spent with Benita.

Out of the blue, I heard a cry, a voice that sent a shiver down my spine, one I could put a face to.

It was Benita’s voice. I rushed towards the sound, my heart racing with a mix of fear and thrill. As I turned the corner, I saw people gathered around at a distance, surrounding someone. Then I saw her, and my world came crashing down.

Her face was unrecognisable, burnt beyond anything I'd ever seen. Her skin was ...