Silver...?

"รเɭשєг гยภ!" A sound cried behind me, the cry of someone I once knew... But what were they saying? Abruptly, a crowd of people screaming and crying ran pass me, "ђєɭק!"

Flames rose from the terrain and lit the church windows and the Cross. "Sιʅʋҽɾ, ყσυ αɾҽ συɾʂ ɳσɯ!" and pitch-black hit me and embraced my body, compressing the single memories I had left, my only faith to living. Nothing. Silence. No screaming, no fire, no nothing. It just stopped.