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Chapter 13: Frankly Burned
Frank Brier couldn't sleep in his room. The radiator was over-warming the room, and outside was too humid for someone to stay. He felt a bit sorry for leaving Mush to sleep in the basement garage, but he thought it over and knew there was no other place safe enough but under a cabinet in a closed space.
As he looked at his window, he saw a dark shadow loom across it, an eerie appearance which made Frank jump in surprise. He turned around and saw nothing.
"Mush? I saw your shadow, Mush, stop hiding," Frank called out. But no living object except for Frank was in the room. A bit cautious, he opened up his window to let the air travel.
Mush was awakened by the squeaking of a mouse, and turned to see a mouse upon a radiator. Mush looked at it carefully, when suddenly the radiator let out a spark, killing the mouse in a jolt of malfunction. The mouse fell dead to the ground, as Mush looked at it carefully. He knew it was another sign.
"Damn, I don't believe Death," Frank said out loud. Although he was the one who knew the least about their deadly situation, he knew it couldn't just be a coincidence. He would always think that someone was watching his every move, his every step of innocence which could lead to death. He felt a bit unsafe with the fact that his parents were away, out of town for an important meeting. A great gust of wind mysteriously appeared from the window, and Frank got up from his bed, freaked out and scared. He saw that his windows were shut closed, as another shadow was cast. Frank turned around, his skin rising in terror when he saw once again that there was nobody behind him. He opened the windows once again.
Mush tried opening the door in the garage which lead to the living room of Frank's house, but he found it stuck. There was a sandal wedged under it. As he struggled to open the door, Frank was getting closer to his death. Mush went out of the garage in frustration.
A tremendous gust of wind made its way into Frank's room, and the curtains rail flew off from the gigantic blow, one side puncturing into the radiator, and the other side fell into the handle of a metal chest, a gift in Frank's room given to him in a yard sale. Frank stumbled backwards as the gust of wind blew, scattering papers and books off the shelves. He tripped backwards and fell into the metal chest, as the lid mysteriously got shut closed, locking him in.
As the radiator steamed with high temperature, it conducted heat to the metal chest by the curtain railings connecting the two of the objects together. Heat traveled from the radiator to the metal chest, as Frank started to scream out in pain as the warmth increased rapidly. He was trapped inside.
"Oww, help!" shouted Frank, banging on the lid which quickly heated. Frank kept on yelling, knowing that the chest was locked.
Hearing Frank's terrorizing screams from outside the house, Mush froze, knowing that his friend was in deep danger.
"Frank!" he yelled towards the second floor window. "Frank! Where are you?" Frank's desperate screams continued, with his body being dangerously overheated in the chest. Mush hurriedly tried to find a way to get into the house.
"Somebody, I'm inside this chest! Help me, Mush! Help me ahhhh! AHHHHHHHH!" he yelled, as he felt his skin burn with boiling heat. He started to bang on the lid as hard as he could, as the radiator suddenly burst into flames. The pole connecting the radiator and chest started to melt.
Mush turned his head to look at Frank's open window, and noticed the brick side of the house. The bricks were sticking out in a type of pattern, and Mush knew that the only way to reach Frank was to climb into his window.
"AHHHHH!" HELP ME IN HERE! HEEELP ME!" yelled Frank at the top of his lungs, his futile efforts of banging on the metal lid making the situation worse. The chest started to crackle, making the chest smaller from the absorbing heat. Frank's face was pressed against the hot metal, burning him severely.
Mush entered through the window by climbing on the brick ridges sticking out from the wall. He stepped onto Frank's bed, and saw the metal chest, crinkling with steam and moving from Frank's banging. He heard Frank's yells of burning coming within it.
"Frank!" he shouted, and he unlocked the chest and opened it. Fumes of smoke emptied out, and he could see a figure in the chest, still alive but burnt severely. Mush looked around the room and saw Frank's humidifier, off and filled with cool water. He opened it and poured the water all into the chest, making Frank rise up and fall out of the chest onto the floor. Frank was alive, but his face was not normal, as Mush got the other humidifier and poured the water all over him.
"Frank, speak to me! Can you speak?" Mush demanded frightened, trying to get his head up from the ground. Frank got up slowly by himself, his balance being unclear and wobbly. His face was burnt, a big red wound across his eye and face which was the worst of Frank's injuries. Although he could stand, numerous parts of his body were burnt, and a part of his arm had flesh visible. But his face was the worst, making him unrecognizable.
"What happened?" asked Frank dazed, feeling the flesh wound his arm. "I'm not in the chest anymore." He body was still stinging from pain, and he just stood there in confusion, looking at the burning radiator. Mush suddenly noticed it and got a rag on the table to extinguish the fire, but the fire started to spread among the table.
"We have to get out of here," said Mush, grabbing Frank and walking him towards the door. The fire spread along the humidifier, which exploded and blew a shard of glass into the wrist of Mush's outstretched hand. Mush fell back in pain, as Frank managed to clear up his mind and took out a fire extinguisher from under his table drawer, spraying out the fire as quickly as he could, as Mush pulled the piece of glass out of his wrist and tried to prevent the blood from escaping, his hand stinging with blood. Frank looked at his destroyed room, and then looked at his entire body, burnt and black.
"My face hurts like hell Mush!" Frank called out, feeling his face. He looked in the mirror and backed away in disbelief at seeing his slightly disfigured face. Mush held his throbbing wrist and made his way downstairs, dripping blood all over the wooden stairway. As Mush walked away further, Frank followed him out of the house.
"Where're you going?" asked Frank in confusion, seeing Mush walking away from him.
"I need to go save Jill!" he told him, still walking with his wrist bleeding across the grass. But then he stopped, realizing that Jill wasn't after Frank, but him. He turned around in horror and looked down at his wet feet. He saw a puddle of gasoline.
Frank, knowing that using a car was the quickest and safest way to travel around, knocked down his car lighter onto the ground, which was where the trail of gasoline started. The gasoline trail was lighted with fire as the fire traveled its way towards Mush, who stumbled and fell down backwards into the grass. He barely jumped out of the way, just as the gasoline puddle exploded with having contact with the metal tip of the water hose. The blazing trail of fire suddenly vanished in a single breath, leaving Mush and Frank the ability to drive out.
"Get in the car Mush!" said Frank in a voice of choked terror. Frank backed up his car, and they were soon driving to save the next victim in line. One of them would soon be over.
And eventually, they would all be dead.
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