Emily stood in the Karaoke, the walls and floor painted in blood. She couldn't remember, but she vaguely recalled telling Stacy to take her sister outside when she felt like she was losing her consciousness. Now, there was only carnage and body parts littered around, most of them missing. The high schooler looked down at her blood covered hands, most of which had gathered on her still sharpened fingertips that currently resembled the claws of a wild beast.
[I can make it all disappear and give you a new cloth]
Emily's eyes widened as she realized she was completely naked. She snarled, embarrassment and frustration mingling inside her. "Why do you sound like that, Armodeus? Just fix it, please!"
In the next moment, a black cloth and hood materialized out of shimmering white sparks, covering Emily's body. The room underwent a magical transformation, becoming clean and pristine once again, as if the violence and chaos had never occurred.
