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Flaky's smile was short lived however. The pain from her broken ribs quickly returned and she clutched her wound tightly, feeling warm blood slowly trickling out of a large cut and soaking her fingers. She whimpered as she brought a paw in front of her face and surveyed the blood that had coated her paw a deep sanguine. She wiped her paw on the grass and slowly stood up, still holding her wound. She staggered slowly towards the hole in her house's wall and climbed in slowly, still dripping blood. She knelt down in the pool of blood that the kitchen floor was submerged in before she collapsed, lying face down in the blood unconscious.
When Flaky woke up, she quickly realised she was somewhere else. Her house was gone and in its place was a pile of rubble, as black as charcoal like it had been burned. Flaky realised that her wound had healed and she could move easily again. She breathed a sigh of relief but at the same time worries swam through her head. She was somewhere that wasn't where she had collapsed, that was for sure. Flippy must be toying with her again. She stood up slowly and looked around. She was certainly somewhere different. The air around her burned, it was incredibly hot. All around her stood towering skyscrapers, but they were absolutely coated in fire. It was like they were actually made of fire. These towers stood hundreds of stories in the air and surrounded Flaky on all sides. She was in some kind of city that was burning to the ground. On every building not an inch of its original wall could be seen, it was all completely covered by orange fire that didn't flicker but was constant, moving so smoothly it was like water. And all around Flaky was this same sight.
Flaky's heart was pounding. She had no idea where she was and no idea how to get out. There wasn't a drop of water in the air, but massive concentrations of embers flew past her, carried by the light wind that only fuelled the apocalyptic blaze that engulfed the city. The very ground burned Flaky's feet but she had to try and endure it. As Flaky looked around the street she was on she could see cars lying everywhere, many of them blackened and destroyed by a fire that had long since extinguished itself. And littering the streets were skeletons. Like everything else they were blackened until they looked like coal and they covered the streets. Many more bodies lay everywhere, blood flowing freely from massive injuries all over them, the blood itself boiling from the heat of the ground with hundreds of bubbles coming up over and over again. Flaky resisted the urge to throw up and slowly began to walk along the street, looking for any sign of life. As she walked, she made the mistake of looking up. And then she saw what had caused all this. Surrounding the entire city was a massive circular wall of pure fire that swirled around the city like a whirlpool, with the city in a hole in the middle. Not consumed by the fire, inside this little clearing in the storm but still burning. The massive hurricane of fire swirled around the city, making the sky look like a red watercolour painting. Massive bolts of lightning slammed down from the crimson clouds and tore into buildings, tearing them apart in a split second. It was absolute devastation.
Flaky slowly kept walking, every inch of her body shaking. She knew it wasn't real but at the same time she knew that it could still hurt her.