Ana woke up late for work, the remnant of tendrils of fire licking her skin fresh in the back of her eyelids, making her heart beat like a rollercoaster. With a curse, she rolled out of bed, threw on a pair of skinny jeans and a sweater the colour of cooling embers, and rushed out the door. She hadn't taken two steps before she paused and crumbled to her knees on the broken tiles of the