Colin strapped on the tank pack and lit the nozzle, ready to fry the whole bimbo horde to a crisp. The first one came his way and was met with a FWOOSH of fire that left her in enough pain for a head shot to be dealt. Colin held down the trigger as he engulfed several other bimbos in flames.
"Hey! Be careful! There's a lot of flammable boxes and stuff in here!" one of the guards called out. The roaring flames drowned out the guard as Colin became consumed by vengeful trigger happiness. He sprayed flames at every bimbo he saw laughing like a madman as he did.
"Die you horrid skanks, DIIIIIIIEEEEE! AHHHHHAHAHAHA!!! Ah-*cough* - haha- *cough, hack, cough*"
It was at that point that Colin realized that the bimbos he set on fire had fallen near shelves stocked with cardboard and plastic containers, which caught ablaze whilst filling the air with toxic fumes. Colin desperately tried to join the others escaping, but the flames caused the ceiling lights to collapse in the way. Colin accepted his agonizing fate as he burned alive and choked to death on toxic air.
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Game Over: Lesson here is never play with fire, especially indoors.
*Rainbow* The More You Know! :)