I believe instinct took over because the shotgun fired in the opposite direction, and he disappeared.
Good effort.
"I don't think sarcasm is helping your situation right now!" I called out at no one as I racked my second round. The sound was comforting.
He reappeared maybe ten feet away in front of me. I heard laughing in my head.
You're strange.
That's the last straw, buddy.
"Yeah, well, you're dead."
And I shot that angel right in the face.

Autore: Adrienne Kress