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Maggy clicked her tongue as Death brushed her off, she was just about ready to hit something, her eye blaring red. It appeared that this Skeleton was Death, as in [b]the[/b] Death. Maggy forced herself to calm a little, she might've been slightly deranged, but she wasn't an idiot. From what he was saying, it seemed there had been some kind of mix up and now Maggy was trapped in hell for two days. Wasn't that just perfect. And she was stuck with a bunch of wankers, well Death didn't say anything about them needing to stay together, and it seemed they dickweed with glowing eyes was preoccupied with the blue bitch. Maggy simply started walking towards the stations exit, she did't need these fools, and she'd be able to drop her disguise here in hell, and most likely kill some things. Maggy would've been a good distance away when the assassin showed themselves, shit she had no idea he was there. Maybe she'd keep her disguise up for a while after leaving the station.

She walked out and looked around, this place seemed normal so far, just like home actually. Something didn't feel right thought, something in Maggy's stomach felt wrong, not just emotionally but physically she felt ill. And not the kind of ill from her toxic bile, something was very wrong with this place. She knew it was hell, but she still didn't expect a feeling like this.