There was fire everywhere, buildings burnt to blaze, black ash coating the walls of nearby buildings as dead bodies surrounded them. There was one specific building, only the basement was on fire, but as I went downstairs, there was the type of glue that stuck to the floor, it look like acid...
The basement door was open, fire slowly crawling out off it. Right in front of the door, was a body lying there, shivering. Burns tattooed all over his body, the bright free acid stuck to his face as it slowly peeled off the fragile skin.
I guess this is what I get for going to sleep at 2:30, but hey, that's quite good for me