Graphic Writing Homework

His skin began to prickle with a neat intensity, every inch of his body tingled at once, getting bleaker as the seconds ticked. Sticks seemed strenuously digging into his pulse, unstoppable.  Chalky textured gravel covered visible skin. Blotches of clotted bright red blood smeared his clothes. He felt as if he was disintegrating, becoming invisible, wasting away in the heat of it all.
Scalding heat became standard; images appeared right in front of his eyes.  Smothering in his crust, fluids evaporated hastily. Ligaments were not malfunctioning, his head floundered as result of the temperature, uncontrollably his body refused to respond.  Although his soul had drained out of him, sucked up memories and knowledge, quick pulses of movement sprung into his body. Gestures transferred. Stewed skin simmered continuously until a pile appeared, almost like charred wood condensation. Still there were patches of somber red. The metal clip on his belt changed from glossy silver to a burnt grey charcoal color. The piles of ash and promptly changing color skull lay on the ground.