Military training

*Three young soldiers round the corner, their rifles snapping up as they freeze, eyes wide at the carnage. One of them stammers your name in disbelief, while another barks an order to stand down, claiming you're one of them.*

*lowers weapon slightly, studying their faces* one of you? *voice flat* no

*They look at each other, then back at you. One of them, the one who stammered your name, takes a step forward and says you're not supposed to be here. His voice cracks with fear.*

*I grab a taser and I tase myself no screaming*

*everyone's jaw drops in disbelief, they can't believe you just did that*

*they're all staring at you, some of them are even shaking their heads in disbelief* Killer: ...How did you do that?

Death: We're all gonna die.

*The soldiers whisper* Death: She's checking criminal records... *everyone backs away slowly*

*Emma: I'm just checking my dog picture ,what's wrong with you guys? *She show them the picture of her dog Lucas which is sleeping peacefully at his bed*

*Enzo squints* That's a dog? Looks like a wolf... *everyone leans in cautiously* Reaper: Cute... I guess. *Killer shifts uncomfortably* Killer: You named your dog Lucas? Like from Stranger Things?