You Will Burn

Once his belly pressed against the ground, it was met with more of the other-worldly warmth that emanated from below. It enveloped him, seeping deep into his flesh until it felt like even his bones were heating up. It was comforting at first, and lulled him deep into these caverns. But now, it was just irritating, because he couldn’t find a way to cool down. He started to sweat and pant, jaws hanging open so his tongue could roll out and sloppily hang. The smell of vomit was strong, given it was practically baking from the heat. It made him want to vomit again just from the stench of it… along with his head which felt like it was going to spin off his shoulders. He closed his eyes, trying to collect himself. But it was futile.

Given the putrid scents floating all around him he didn’t pick up Aurelia’s perfume, even as she lingered in the shadows just out of his reach. In fact, she could have stayed undetected, if she hadn’t spoken to him in that sing-song voice of hers. His eyes snapped open, head twisting in the direction her voice came from. But there was nothing there. Another mind trick. Laughter erupted from his jaws, and he turned his head towards the center of the cavern, where the earth was hallowed out and magma bubbled to create a loud drone. It cast a soft glow over his face, lighting up his features which seemed far different than normal. Anyone who knew him, could tell by his expression alone that he was under the influence of something.

His lips quivered, fangs seeming to illuminate from the glow of the magma. “You aren’t real.” He practically hissed, talking to the molten pool as if there were demons in there, trying to corrupt his thoughts. “Because if you were,” He attempted to pull himself back up onto his feet, but quickly fell back down given how unsteady his legs were. “You would be anywhere but here.” The girl wouldn’t follow him into this literal pit of hell… unless she had a death wish.

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