scorch

Everyone is freaking out and arguing about the most randomest type of stuff and the room is getting hotter and hotter. Someone yells, “What’s happening here?” Another person yells back, “What do you think, idiot?” Everyone gets furious and goes off way more. Then it gets hotter. People are passing out. They try to squeeze together in a small corner where the air is still cool, but some of them start throwing up, and it’s a big mess. One person falls and says, “I’m done.” Someone else starts screaming. Yet another person takes off his shirt and starts fanning himself really hard but the temperature keeps increasing and it does not work. One guy tries blowing air on the woman next to him because he thinks it’ll cool her down, but she yells at him, “Your breath is hot!” The guy gets offended and blows more air in her face; she gets mad and blows hot air back, and everyone’s pushing each other and acting weird. The room just gets hotter and hotter. No one knows what to do. And at some point, everyone is laying on the floor, breathing really hard, sweating next to each other. Nobody is yelling now. No one is even talking any more. None of that is going to solve anything.