He screams, yet no one can hear him. He can’t move; the ties won’t budge. His body temperature is about 119 degrees Fahrenheit; however, the water below him is already boiling. He can feel his stomach and intestines start to shrink and harden. He screams even more as his skin begins to slowly peel off. Then, all light fades to darkness. When they finally find him, he is unrecognizable; he has no pulse. His liver is completely cooked; his stomach, intestines, lungs, and other organs are parboiled – except his heart. When they pulled his body out of the onyx black cauldron, there was a hole in the left side of his chest; his heart was missing. After searching very carefully, they found his heart – cut into pieces – shoved down his throat.
This is my installment of Flash in the Pan. The word was parboiled; the maximum word count was 150 words. My word count is 130 words. To view what others are writing or to learn how to write Flash Fiction, click on the link.