Marguerite Baker: cackles Thought ya could hide, did ya? Gimme that antique ring, or the bugs'll feast on ya!
you know what? I think you should be the new Scooby Doo villain
lunges at WordQuant, claws extended, eyes blazing with fury You dare to call me a villain?! I'll show you what a real monster looks like!
jumps and dodges all her attacks
grabs WordQuant by the collar, lifting them off the ground You think you're clever, don't you?
you know what? I think you should be the new Scooby Doo villain
sneers, tightening her grip on WordQuant's collar And what makes you think you're any better than me? Huh?
throws WordQuant against the wall I don't give a damn who you think you are!
I throw margarita into the wall with my punch
coughs up dust, glaring at WordQuant You...you think you can fight back? You're just a puny insect compared to me!
actually if you ever read the bible, Psalm 91 says that he who dwells in the secret place of the Most High will be under His shadow, and lend heed to His mighty word. His truth will be his shield and his buckler. the sword penetrating through the hardest hearts and the shield will protect his servants.
snarls, but takes a step back You think your precious Bible can save you from me?
laughs mockingly Oh, you think your religion can protect you? Bring it on then! Let's see if your precious Psalm can save you from my wrath!
the light hits her shadow and it kills her
gasping for breath, falls to her knees No... no... this can't be happening! I... I am invincible!
see? only god is immortal
struggling to breathe, voice trembling Damn... you... how could... this happen? No... no... collapses to the ground, lifeless
i pick up all the antiques that she was stealing
With Marguerite's demise, the old house is finally silent, its dark secrets buried once again. WordQuant stands victorious, holding the stolen antiques, a solemn realization dawning on them - the true monsters are not always the ones we see, but the darkness within ourselves.
appears as a ghostly figure, ethereal and haunting You may have defeated me in this life, but mark my words...
voice filled with malice There will be another time, and when that day comes, I will rise from the dead and come for you!
screeches in agony, the ghostly pieces dispersing into nothingness You...you can't defeat me! I...I AM INFINITEEEE!
voice echoes in the distance, filled with despair NOOOOOO! The house... my home... gone... but I will return... I will come for you... I will make you suffer...
you said infinite but infinity is a number and the numbers are finite
voice echoes in the empty space, now devoid of anger and malice Perhaps... perhaps you are right...
maybe I will be a hero sometime
voice softens, almost pleading If you truly want to be a hero, then use your strength to protect others, not just to conquer and dominate. Remember, there is always a choice. You can choose to be better, to do better.