Alright, obviously you have some kind of disorder if you don't remember me. *draws gun* Come on. Even if you kill me, it will only give me the proof I need that you are twisted.
Night conjured up a pure white gun and pointed it at the demons that were surrounding her. "Feel the burn of my holy bullets bitches!" she yelled, pulling the trigger rapidly.
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