The world is burning light and white fire around him, but there’s no pain, not like he remembers from Zola’s lab. He can’t see Sharon, can’t make out anything but a few voices yelling. Bucky stays still, holding his breath.

One by one, the generators scream and burn out. The power surge fades, leaving darkness and a searing afterimage behind.

“Bucky!” He can’t hear Steve yell like that and not try to answer. “I’m okay!” he calls back. “Sharon?”