Jack gawked at me.

I panted as that was one long monologue. The dialogue writer isn't paid enough to write such long things.

Jack still stared at me but eventually, he spoke:

"So you won't put out the fire from my dead body?"

I sighed.

"Look, man. If it gets burned, it means it was cremated. And who knows, once that's done, you can go to the afterlife and finally be reborn. And if your body turned to ashes and you are still here, then it means I don't have to carry it around and you can move as far as you want without any limits. So I think your body should burn. It's good for both of us."

"... So you are gaslighting me to let my body burn."

"That's one way to say that. And besides, I can use your body as a meat shield. Your body will burn from the front side and I carry it from the back and Johnson or any other guards won't come near me in the fear of getting burned."

"So this is what you are after. Making me a meat shield? I thought we were friends. I even fist bumped you!"

"Dude, you had literally gulped my fist inside your mouth. If that was a fist bump then I deserve the award from the cleanest comedian in the world."

"Still. My feelings were the same as a good friend."

"Your feelings were not at all like good friends. You wanted something inside your mouth and when you saw my fist, you took the chance."

"Anghh. Fine. If I achieve the afterlife after my body burns, I would thank you but if anything went wrong, I swear I would gulp more than your fist this time."

Damn. He is serious. I better stay careful and get a password protected belt for my pants.

"I brought something! I got it. I found a bucket filled with liquid!"

I jerked my head at the shout.

Shit.

The guard Johnson had sent for water has returned.

I stood on my toes and saw him holding a blue plastic bucket, filled to the brim.

Fcuking hell.

I wasn't able to think of anything to escape from here. Jack's dead body came in my way and now the water was also here.

This is just the worst!

It's like a horny man got his zip stuck, then cops raided the brothel he was in and the prostitute he hired turned out to be a man!

"Quick! Throw it on the guards. Make them lose their fire. Do it!" Johnson ordered like a Karen asking for a refund for her coffee because it left a bad after taste in her mouth after she finished drinking it.

The guard nodded and moved towards the five burning guards with the bucket like a low budget Arnold with a water gun.

The bucket was heavy but the guard was strong enough to hold it and walk towards the non fantastic five.

Johnson also found his smile back on his face like I found sex toys in my grandma's room as he again jumped high and met my eyes.

"Start warming up your jaw, chocolate boy! I will come soon. Haha!"

Fcuking pervert.

That's just straight up molestation.

I can't stand it.

How dare he call me chocolate boy.

[ … That's what you are offended about? He literally said he would use your mouth and you are complaining about being called chocolate? ]

'You won't get it, system. If I am going to pleasure someone then at least I would like to be called what I want.'

[ Your priorities are messed up. And I won't ask what you would like to be called. I don't want any more reasons to leave you. ]

The System went silent and everyone focused on the guard with the water as if he was going to pour it on his chest with a sponge.

He was now standing very close to the five burning guards and Johnson's smirk suggested he couldn't wait anymore for the fire to end.

I danced my head left and right like all the girls whom I have ever asked out.

I leaned towards Jack's dead body, ready to use it as a meat shield as soon as possible.

No one knew yet that I had one more burning body. Johnson only saw the extinguished fire torch lying at the side when I had removed it from Jack's chest.

But when the five burning guards would stop burning, the other guards could jump on me and catch me.

Only Johnson was afraid of fire, not the other guards. They were only running away from the fiery guards because they were moving and burning everything they touched. Jack's dead body can't move so it would be a child's play for them to catch me like I used to catch kids… falling from the burning buildings to save them.

My breath forgot its normal daily 9 to 5 routine as my chest heaved up and down, I felt like I was in a crowded place, I felt like I was a sexy girl among middle aged men. My blood pressure was as down as a dwarf's knees and the guard with the water scared me the most.

"Do it! Pour water on them! I will reward you with a promotion for this act of yours. You won't even have to go through my bedroom process for it. You can have it directly. Now do it, GUARD!" Johnson declared and he revealed some dirty secrets there. So the corporate sector works like that in this world too.

After that offer, the Guard found the determination of a man who was told if he can hold it in for five minutes, he could put it in.

All eyes were on him now and for his promotion without going through Johnson, he would do anything.

Therefore…

"Take this!"

He threw the water at the five guards. It splashed everywhere, on the walls, on the other guards and on me too.

It splashed like my load on my phone when the porn had newly arrived.

But now, I have lost hope of escaping. I had lost them. Completely. Until…

BOOMM!!

It burned again?

Holy shit.

The scene in front of me was hard to describe.

But my nose proved my speculation right.

The water that guard had thrown, splashed at everything, it wasn't water at all!

It was Petrol!

The five burning guards burned brighter than women in mediaeval times and the guards who also bathed in the petrol, burned alongside them.

Now there were more than fifty guards burning, running around, if earlier there was chaos, now it looked like an indian wedding celebration, like South Africa after someone poked a hole through water tanks and rained water around.

The walls caught fire, the ground caught fire. Every place where the petrol had fallen was burning.

The petrol had fallen on me too but I was safe… for now. I am just glad it didn't fall on Jack's dead body which was already burning. The petrol would have intensified the fire and it would have become impossible to hold Jack's dead body and use it as a shield.

But fucking hell, by all means…

This is lit.

As lit as a courtroom when the defendant says, 'With all due respect, your honor… you're mid.'

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