*a flash and a crack sound from somewhere... yeah. I appear in a trench coat and a gas mask wearing a German trench helmet too. A WEX on my back and a heat dagger under it. I am holding a wonky remote as if it exploded.* -aaaaaaaahhhh..ah? Where the hec- what?! *i look around to see all the weird voidy stuff* Welp, I guess this stuffs bad. Umm... *i take out my flamethrower* Alright shadow things! [i]time to die[/i]- oh boy where’d that come from? *i pull the trigger and searing blue flames spew from the customized M1917 WEX.* *i whistle a tune*