5/31/2023 0 Comments Escape from furnace bookI pictured Donovan, and Zee, our plan to escape. I saw my first day in Furnace, buried forever beneath the ground. I saw my trial for his murder, the way the world turned against me with the crash of a gavel. I saw the blacksuits, Moleface pulling the trigger that reduced Toby to a stain on the carpet. I saw my crimes, the night my old friend Toby and I had broken into our last house. Lying there with the thunder of the blacksuits raging above my head and the smell of burning flesh in my throat, I saw the endless mistakes of my life laid bare. You don't see the happy times, the laughter. They say your life flashes before your eyes when you die. The Grim Reaper had abandoned me like everyone else, leaving me alone with my nightmares. And here even death doesn't dare show its face. And I didn't drift into oblivion the way I'd always dreamed death would be. The white-hot pain didn't leave my muscles, my skin, my bones. My lungs didn't stop clawing at the hot air. I died with the warden's howls of laughter ringing in my ears.īut it wasn't a merciful death. I died with the fires of the incinerator still burning on my flesh, like the devil himself had his fingers in me. I died there among the corpses in the darkness at the bottom of the world.
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