A long and slender barrel of steel pressed against the forehead of the sweaty Joe Saplargis. A flaming barrel of hot lead and flames took his head in a cloud of shear heat and destruction, taking his head clean off. There was nothing left. All that remained were the splattered brains that had lined the concrete walls, and poor old Joes's dead decapitated body.

Hooney Kablooker pulled out a snotty handkerchief out of his pocket and cleaned his magnum of the blood that had saturated it. Hooney holstered his gun within his jacket and strutted off out of the old mill that had been abandoned for so long, due to its incredibly high accidental mishaps, which caused many deaths.

Through the over towering shadowing darkness of the old mill, a man stood aloft upon the rooftop of the mill. Ever so quietly watching Hooney as he walked out of the doors of the old mill. He man through himself upwards and screamed like a church girl on Sunday
"Stop evil doer! For I am the "Shadow of incredibleness!"

Hooney stared skywards to the rooftop. A shadowy figure welcomed his sight by staring back.
"Prepare for a serving of justice!" the shadowy figure cried again, as the figure leaps off of the rooftop and plummets towards him.

Hooney was surprised by this persons craziness and whipped out his magnum and started blasting rounds at him. In the sight shallow moonlight the bullets seemed to pass through the person, which made Hooney give a jolt of surprise and unease.

The person met the ground. A mass of broken bones and flesh amassed to the concrete with a sickening sound of breaking bones. Hooney went to inspect what had happened to the person. To his surprise on what he could make out. The bullets didn't pass through him without a scratch. They actually just flew straight out of his body with ease due to the massive power the magnum provided.

The man was an escaped asylum patient, who just wanted to play heroes for a little while.