Infected 8: Impulse: a Whole New Day
“That didn't exactly hurt, like she would have suspected, but she'd been running too fast and using so much energy that she couldn't help it. There was no sense of relief from the lungful of chaos that she got either. The fire greedily used most of the air before she had a fair chance at it.In her arms, well, there was nothing left, except a bit of charring flesh where once there had been a woman. The explosion could have left bits of blood and brains all over the place, but it hadn't. By some strange chance, the woman had nearly vaporized. Just like most of her clothing. Her jeans, which had seen a good bit of wear on the run over anyway, had failed at the seams, and her thin t-shirt was gone as well. Her tiny bra and underwear had been cute, but not designed to take that kind of punishment. That meant she was standing there, still on fire, wearing nothing at all. Except for the flames, which died away once the fuel was gone. Her hair was fine however. Unlike a certain bald woman she ...knew, her hair and nails didn't melt.When Marcia was blown up, hers would have burned off.MoreLess
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