Daniel's hands leap instinctively to shield his face as Johnny sprays lead in the thing's direction which, miraculously, seems to be all it takes. It collapses, curling into stillness, and Johnny extinguishes the remaining flames with brutal efficiency.
Its face is warped almost beyond visibility, eaten away by heat and some nebulous state of decay, but it's definitely - he can tell it was -
It's dead now. Hopefully it was dead before. Hopefully whoever was in there didn't have any remaining awareness of what was happening to them. Hopefully they were long gone, their body an empty shell.
They didn't have much choice.
Daniel curls his hands into fists and pushes himself upright, ignoring the subtle tremor in his extremities, ignoring the nausea roiling in his gut, snatching a quick breath and wishing he hadn't when he inhales the sickeningly sweet dust and ash released by the carcass at their feet.
"Thanks," he says, and stoops to retrieve the gun.
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Its face is warped almost beyond visibility, eaten away by heat and some nebulous state of decay, but it's definitely - he can tell it was -
It's dead now. Hopefully it was dead before. Hopefully whoever was in there didn't have any remaining awareness of what was happening to them. Hopefully they were long gone, their body an empty shell.
They didn't have much choice.
Daniel curls his hands into fists and pushes himself upright, ignoring the subtle tremor in his extremities, ignoring the nausea roiling in his gut, snatching a quick breath and wishing he hadn't when he inhales the sickeningly sweet dust and ash released by the carcass at their feet.
"Thanks," he says, and stoops to retrieve the gun.