Status: Complete.
Lick.
Embrace.
Still living inside his mind for the moment, he feels nothing. His entire body goes numb and he doesn't say anything. He feels as if his mouth is glued shut, he knows there's something wrong with him but he doesn't know what it is. He feels warm and cold in some areas, unable to recognize the warmth is from the blood trickling down his forehead. His eyes are closed but he's still happy inside his mind—he is dreaming, unconscious and unable to recognize he's dying.
He doesn't hear the frightened screams when they see the way his body is tangled up in his now crushed 1950 corvette. His left arm hangs out limply, fractured and paling. His dreams are vanishing slowly, their being licked by fire as the engine creates a fire under the hood. He is burning now. But he doesn't feel a thing, he is happy and safe in his mind—he is protecting himself.
They pull him out and feel for a pulse in his wrist and neck, its fading. They pump his chest and breathe air in his burnt body, he is unresponsive. They keep trying until they can't find a heartbeat, they announce he is dead. His dreams are gone and covered by complete blackness.
He doesn't hear the frightened screams when they see the way his body is tangled up in his now crushed 1950 corvette. His left arm hangs out limply, fractured and paling. His dreams are vanishing slowly, their being licked by fire as the engine creates a fire under the hood. He is burning now. But he doesn't feel a thing, he is happy and safe in his mind—he is protecting himself.
They pull him out and feel for a pulse in his wrist and neck, its fading. They pump his chest and breathe air in his burnt body, he is unresponsive. They keep trying until they can't find a heartbeat, they announce he is dead. His dreams are gone and covered by complete blackness.
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