You wake from a nightmare in which you were carried to an incinerator.
You kept trying to scream, to call out for help, but your ruined throat could only wheeze.
Your rotten hand reached out to grab anything, but then there was only fire.
You kept trying to scream, to call out for help, but your ruined throat could only wheeze.
Your rotten hand reached out to grab anything, but then there was only fire.