"Fair point," Sam says. He holds his hand out and yeah, yeah Kevin's right. There's no heat. Not really.

He takes a breath and drops the pen and it just... it sort of lies there. It doesn't even look like it's on liquid, just like he'd dropped it on the ground.

"Okay. That is weird so... Only one thing for it, right?"

He keeps hold of Kevin's hand for a moment before he steps right off and onto the lava.

And it feels just like the floor.

"I'm not dead."