god: LUCIFER! (runs to you) Micheal: Dad, I don't think he's alive. Gabriel: (checks to see if you're breathing) He's breathing. Micheal Raphael: Why is he covered in 3rd-degree burns? Arzra: I don't know. Carmel: ... God: (crying) Oh my baby, my poor baby. (Picks you up.) We should take him home.
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