He strode onto stage confidently. His cape flying dramatically as the audience is watched with wrapped attention. As he began to make his grand monologue however the crowd burst into a frenzy of screaming and shouting. He smirked as he opened his eyes, expecting an audience of adoring faces. However people were pointing behind him. It was only then that the flames licked from what remained of his cape to the back of his neck that he noticed them. He whipped around, seeing the candle he'd knocked over on his way in. His heart began to race as he desperately tried to throw the cape off but it was too late. The flames curled around his cheap costume, encircling his body in seconds. He fell to the floor, screaming in agony as his entire body began to burn. His skin burnt and began to peel off as he desperately tried to put it out. He thrashed and thought but couldn't put himself out. He looked up, seeing the horrified faces of the audience through the flames as he died
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Goretober 2023
HorrorYou guessed it, still can't draw so we're back for Goretober year 4. I'm gonna do my best to write A short horror scene every day for every prompt. Wish me luck!
