 Yay, Hamlet! • Cathopper • Disney Fanatic • I was normal once...
Flynn tried his best to pull himself away from the Inferi, but they had such a good grip on both his neck and hair. He thought for a hot moment that maybe he should cast a fire spell, but he knew as soon as it would hit one of them, another one would take him out. Either way, it was not looking good for him, and know what? Those were tears swelling in his brown eyes as his head was slowly pulled backwards. He was silently hoping that the table would take them all out in one go; however, as soon as he was being pulled away, he knew they had sensed it coming....
..... and in that very moment, he truly believed he was breathing his last few breaths.....
It didn't stop him from fighting against them though, and in the process of struggling against them while deciding the risks of hitting them with fire when he was so close to them and while trying not to get hit by the flying flaming table, he dropped his wand. He had attempted to reach for it, but he was dragged away too quickly. He was defenseless now, and nothing seemed to be happening in his favor, which was proven when he felt warmth on his leg. He knew, without looking, that his pajama bottoms were on fire. He didn't know if the table had gotten him, or if one of the spells that Vance and Vivian (thank MERLIN they were there!) had sent at the Inferi hit him. Regardless, his bottoms were on fire, and he couldn't do anything about it since he was still in the Inferi's grasp.
He felt relief when he was dropped, and he quickly took his NASA shirt off and used it to put out the fire that was blazing up his pajama bottoms now, wincing as he did so. He then pushed himself under a nearby table that was not ablaze, wincing at every movement he made, knowing that the skin on his leg was burned. Just how burned was it? He wasn't ready to find out, but he figured badly with how much pain he was feeling.
"Does it LOOK LIKE I'M OKAY?!?" He almost got his neck snapped, his leg was burnt.... no, he was not okay. He was also unaware of some of the bleeding wounds on him that had been caused by the falling glass because, as of right now, the only pain he felt was the pain piercing throughout his leg.
He wanted out of here, and he wanted out of here in one piece.
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_______________________________You may hate me, but it ain't no lie: bye bye bye.
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