Chadwick dropped the thermometer on the ground as he heard the sound of glass shatter from the direction of the bathroom. He looked in that direction before turning back to his front. Now with his heart pumping so hard he could feel every vein in his body, he witnessed the shadow again. The dark form with two fiery red embers for eyes descended upon him from the far burgundy colored wall with a high-pitched screech echoing, “It is time!”
In intense pain and fear, Chadwick looked down as he felt his upper right thigh burst into flames. Through his aging eyes he looked down and witnessed fierce and violent bright red flames engulf his right leg and then engulf his left leg. He batted at the aggressive flames trying to extinguish the fire to no avail. Chadwick thought himself crazy, yet the pain he felt was so very real. The flames grew larger and began to consume his body, racing up to his neck and face. Chadwick then screamed at a level so loud so deep and so ferocious in nature that it seemed inhuman.
The room filled with black smoke and the repulsive smell of burning flesh and hair. His lifeless body began to melt under the intense temperature. His aged skin turned to ash as every piece of evidence of his existence was erased from this world. The flames so hot and unstoppable consumed everything they contacted. Yet the fact was that they only contacted Chadwick and nothing else outside his immediate control.
No comments:
Post a Comment