"And I'm-Jesus!" Julian yelled as Sophia swung the gun around. "What the hell! Right, I'm Julian. Not Jesus."
He found a small box with his name on it and cautiously unwrapped it. Inside was a lighter made of silver with an engraving of a smiling cat on one side and a rabbit on the other. It felt strangely familiar in his palm, almost like deja vu. He flicked it open and pushed the grinder down. Out leapt a purple flame intertwined with green spirals, unfolding as it licked upwards.