Run away
From Create Your Own Story
You turn and run.
You get a few yards before you feel a sharp stinging sensation in your back. You turn around to see the raging red eyes of the man sending out pulses of energy at you. These rays hit your chest as you face him and almost instanly your cloak is ablaze. The flames engulf the whole of your body as you panic, thus feeding the inferno's hunger for oxygen. The sound of crackling blistering flesh is the last thing you hear before you expire.
You are dead.
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