Warming up to him

It was a horrifying experience.

Adela's surroundings had transformed into a nightmarish spectacle. Bright colors relentlessly assaulted her vision, their texture causing excruciating pain in her eyes. Each color seemed to scream inside her head.

She struggled to breathe, as each breath felt like inhaling shards of cactus into her lungs. Her arms felt alien, thrashing against the mattress beneath her until they were abruptly restrained behind her back.

"Don't hurt yourself," Egon's anguished voice pleaded.

"Burns... Burning!" She heard someone shrieking in the background, and she wondered who else in this unfamiliar place was suffering the same torment as her.

Her lower body had lost all sensation, rendering her unable to move it. But felt like an unending torrent of scorching wax pouring over her leg.

"I'll make it go away," Egon promised, his voice strained as if he, too, was engulfed in flames.