he had snapped at me when i had said it , but now , he was saying it to me . i recalled my dream , feeding the fire that i had made in the tunnel . `` well , you never talked about it , and i thought maybe i was just being paranoid . '' he tackles his burning brother to the ground and rolls him in the mud till the flames go out . funny , she could n't remember it more clearly , but maybe that was a good thing . the floor beneath him was spinning now . 