When the pain first started, it was a mellow pulsating, sort of dull and ignorable with Kudou Shinichi's mind still whirling form the knock on the head he had received minutes earlier.

But then it grew. Soon the pain was eating, biting, gnawing at Shinichi's very existence. It felt like his bones were melting, socializing calmly with his blood and skin and hair.

And then came the fire. Something akin to liquid fire, chewing at his skin, making it crawl as it suddenly seemed to become far too tight around his liquefied bones and his rushing blood...

Hi last thought before he fell into a deep, dark pit of unconsciousness was I really shouldn't have come to Tropical Land.

I have made the awful decision to try to complete an 100 prompt ficlet series with daily updates (if possible) while having a plot. I'm using a chart from livejournal, which I can link if anyone's interested.

Also, the entries will usually be longer than this.