Spawned from a vengeful screenwriter’s vivid imagination, a malevolent fiery life-force was born, and rose upward into the sky over Los Angeles.
The scarlet beast, fed by the author’s pen, strengthened and as the inferno grew, it became Pyrrha; Pandora’s red-haired daughter.
Pyrrha hovered over the city, raining fire down upon Rodeo Drive. Like the script had been written, Hollywood burned and the people sought safety, but found none. Fire engulfed the living; turning their flesh to liquid. Leprous black skin flowed from their tightly strung protruding bones.
The writer quickened his feverish pace, creating monsters more hideous than Pyrrha.
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