Third-person POV
Back in the sunny city of Valencia, Spain, a new practice of coping and art swooped across Spain and the Mediterranean. Following what Domínguez and a handful of firemen in the city did out of curiosity and free will, Ceo made a simple effigy of Kal Black out of spare damaged wooden planks with ropes to bind the pieces together to that of a scarecrow. He also nailed a paper containing a crude marker drawing of an evil face to represent Kal's psycho nihilism. The spirits of Francisco and a few others who used to reside in the district watched his doing out of curiosity. Once he made his crude effigy in the center of the courtyard in Francisco's estate. Now, in his Fahrenheit 451 fireman suit and respirator, Ceo brandished his axe and slammed it against the wooden torso in anger.
(TWACK!)
"You stupid nihilistic killjoy…" he rasped as his death creature eyes became red (an old indicator when Kal programmed him to make the humans suicidal) and targeted the wooden caricature with its old programmed malice, "…you ruined the beauty and messiness of this world. You had paid the price for that by being burned in the Abyss, and this world is now under our care forever."
He hackled the effigy 5 times more.
After that, he put his axe down and wielded his flamethrower.
Orange flames were fired from the nozzle and set the effigy on fire as Ceo screamed on the top of his lungs. "Damn you! Burn to death, killjoy! BURN!!!"
As the fire consumed the wooden effigy and the paper face, Ceo whispered, "We are now the Fireman of the Word and the Land, and you're just a fuel to this world by the wood…"
"This is sick and cool," Francisco commented; his voice sounded like the breeze from Syria and Lebanon.
"Francisco," one of the spirits, a former neighbor and seamstress named Cecilia Peña, responded, "they are unleashing their anger to the one who brainwashed and casted a spell on them."
"Sí, Señorita Cecilia," Francisco replied. "This is another form of Sublimation."
Ceo heard their spirits-involved conversation and looked at them on his left as the effigy became ash now.
He gave a nod at them. "Kal as wood, and wood as ash and fuel to this land."
He then picked up a broom and a dustpan to clean up the mess and bury the wood ashes at the estate garden.