You began to walk down a dark alley, footsteps began to shuffle, you were in the city so criminals would try to attack you. That's why a .44 was packed in your pocket. A shady figure appeared in front at the end of the alley, and you pulled out your magnum. "Don't come closer," you said, firing a few warning shots at the ground. Suddenly the figure pulled out something, small and thin, it looked like a knife so you aimed at the mysterious figure's head.
Suddenly the figure yelled "Stop!" the voice was female, turning on a flashlight and aiming it at the figure you saw it was.... Lindsay Lohan?
"Lindsay, what are you doing in the scummy allies, you could be mugged," you said while holstering your gun.
"Because, I needed to get back at someone, for publically humiliating me, and making up lies," she said.
Suddenly she aimed the small machine she was holding at you, and a bright flash of green light shot at you. Everything went completely black, waking up you realized you were.
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