Yi Is the Demon Flame

Then I felt as though a sharp blade were sawing back and forth beneath my neck. I opened my mouth, but there was no sound in the air. It seemed the scream I'd let out had already torn my eardrums apart. Then everything went dark. In a haze, layers of bloody mist seemed to rise from the ground, swirling, twisting, and fading away. I began to run. Slowly at first, then faster and faster and faster! At last, I stopped. Cold sweat streamed down from my temples. The beast I had imagined seemed to draw in its fangs, and the vines stopped climbing. Yet that bone-deep terror lingered in my heart like smoke, refusing to fade. I stood still, suddenly feeling warmth spread across my face. Theme: