The portal collapses onto fragile human flesh, the totality of the potential energy getting absorbed by the recent death, waiting.
The system takes notice. The Doctors Fenton are arrested. Jasmine Fenton finds herself fostered by a seemingly random Allen family.
Danny's grave is sealed box, lead lined to contain the unknown radiation contamination leaking off the corpse.
Danny jolts awake with a silent scream. It's dark except for the faint glow coming from his...his body is a burnt husk. How is he even seeing right now?
Danny pounds at the walls, feeling, especially pain, slowly returning as destroyed flesh slowly regenerates. The metal dents, warps, tears. Concrete breaks. Clay heavy, frozen dirt flows in and chokes him as he desperately digs his way out.
Danny crawls on the cold ground, coughing and vomiting a brackish mixture of rot, bile and dirt. His eyes focus for a second on the simple stone,
Danny's stumbling from the graveyard, glow fading out of the visible spectrum as his body finishes regenerating. He's skeletal, half frozen, as he shakily makes his getaway.
Danny spots a foreclosure sign not far from the graveyard, the lock easily bypassed. He's in survival mode. If his parents-
Hot water goes cold as Danny scrubs himself raw again and again. Eventually he stumbles out to the kitchen, still naked, rummaging through the cupboards.
Danny forces himself to eat slowly, searching for anything that might be useful. He can't stay here long.
Clothes that sort of fit are located first, layered for practicallity. Then he finds a backpack, duffel bag, and refillable water bottle. Clothing, food, and a stash of cash are all thrown in.
Still nibbling on the food, he grabs the bicycle and starts riding, aiming for a place he can disappear and blend in.