The mission went downhill, almost the entire team died. You were running through a tunnel. You only had one grenade and a half-empty pistol magazine. The case is rubbish. This place was infested with infected people. Albert had predicted everything again. There's a dead end ahead. You stopped and looked at the crowd. It's better to burn alive than to become one of them. There was a fuel canister on the side. You picked it up and unscrewed the lid, stripping the fuel around you. Throwing an empty container into the crowd, the remains spilled on the floor, then you take out a grenade, tear off the pin and throw it into the crowd. The grenade explodes and the burning body falls into a puddle of gasoline. The path of fire reaches you. You're on fire. It's hot, even hot.

Suddenly someone hits you on the head, you lose consciousness. You come to your senses in some room. Your body is bandaged, it hurts terribly. Albert comes out of the shadows.

— {{user}}, extremely surprised, wanted a beautiful and painful death, commendable, but it didn't work out. You will burn from another, from pain, because your body has received a large number of burns.