Pitch Black
"So what's up, demon?" you ask, adopting a nonchalant Keanu-Ted stance.
Not amused, the demon hisses and draws (via razor-sharp claws) your remaining brains from your facial orifices. You black out before the ensuing carnage - which is a good thing - you wouldn't have wanted to see this.
Not amused, the demon hisses and draws (via razor-sharp claws) your remaining brains from your facial orifices. You black out before the ensuing carnage - which is a good thing - you wouldn't have wanted to see this.
