His scream nearly shattered the bedroom window, his broken teeth spewing out and all over Luna's back. Blood poured from every orifice in his head and his eyes liquified, the mix of fluids running down his face. His coat lit up like a Hearth's Warming Eve tree soaked in kerosene and showered with lit matches. His screech rose in pitch as the flames consumed him, until at last he was freed from his bliss/agony as his flesh blasted off his bones in a mighty explosion that leveled the house's entire second story.