"I exhale into the water, watching for bubbles. Follow the bubbles, I tell myself. The bubbles don't lie. The bubbles are life.The water is growing warmer against my skin. Am I nearing the surface? It's continuing to heat up, painfully so. My hand breaks the surface, and I pull myself upward. I'm joyous that I've left the water behind and can breathe freely... that is until I realize the heat comes from the ring of flames around me, floating...