I was swimming in a large pool of black water.

Everything was on fire around me but I was calm, as if it was the norm.
The pool of black water started to dry. Soon, I found myself walking towards a pair of lounge chairs.
One of them was occupied by a man I know but he doesn’t know me.
I sat on the empty lounge chair, made myself comfortable and waited, listening to the fire raging around me.
‘Come – closer…’ he says, almost whispering.
I turned to look at him and was surprised at the colour of his eyes.
It was orange.
I stared.
He didn’t blink.
‘…and stay,’ he continued, reaching out for my hand.