The moment the guy started convulsing, he knew. It was a Saturday, after all. He should have seen this coming, he should have expected Luke. He convulsed, shook and his skin started to melt. It reminded him of the old horror movies he used to watch on VHS like Street Trash, where people just sort of melted. Only less colourful. He supposed being into the body horror genre made this a tiny bit less horrifying but it was still hard not to get squeamish.

There was a long trail of blood just at his shoes and behind him, the car was smoking violently, this place was a fucking mess and the cops were on their way. If they didn't leave soon, they were so done for but Axel couldn't seem to get his legs to move or his brain to catch up.

When it finally did, he blinked a few times and took some steps away from the mush of a man with his steaming organs at his feet. The corpse finally fell with an unpleasant wet sound and Axel flinched.

"Fuck." He finally said as he looked at Luke, his eyes somewhat wide. "You just -- fuck, he was like melting!"