Arson Nick & Old Space

From Create Your Own Story

Status: Naked & ???

You wake up in a musty room with concrete walls, empty except for a small canister of some kind. You're still naked, your wrists are chained to the ceiling, and your ankles are likewise chained to the floor. You struggle desperately, but you can barely move. You know nobody can possibly hear you, but you scream for help anyway.

Soon, Walt enters the room with what looks, it can't be...a flamethrower! As you realize what's about to happen to you, you break down in a complete panic. "No!" you beg, "Please, please, don't kill me! I'll do anything! Anything you want! Just please don't do this!"

Walt says nothing as he picks up the canister and walks towards you slowly. He empties the canister's contents onto you - it's gasoline! It's cold as it flows down your body, and you're shuddering as much from the sensation as you are from sheer terror. Your nipples harden painfully, something which makes Walt smile. You scream and beg even more desperately, but Walt steps back a few feet, aims the flamethrower straight at your crotch, and pulls the trigger!

A blast of flame engulfs you, and your screams of terror become screams of pure agony as the flames slowly consume you. You thrash wildly as you feel the fire eat away at you, but there's no escaping the agony. Your last thought before you expire is the irony of being burned to death on the hottest day of the year!


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