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Adam arrives and hands her the case, that Bernadette stacks on top of the other. While she spins its lock with one hand, she again hands Adam the photo of the beastly woman.
Adam arrives and hands her the case, that Bernadette stacks on top of the other. While she spins its lock with one hand, she again hands Adam the photo of the beastly woman.
The longer silver case now sits atop two wooden saw horses, while Bernadette works its combination dial to pop open its lock. But she keeps the case closed, as she waves Adam over.
Various colored cables are strung around metal framing, with dirty plastic tarps draped down to indicate where future office walls will eventually stand. Dangling light fixtures provide just enough brightness to illuminate the stacks of drywall, construction tools, paint supplies, and lastly Bernadette – who now stands at the far end of the building.
Adam trips out of the stairwell, barely avoiding a face plant on to the cement floor, due to the silver luggage in one hand and discarded high heels in his other. He steadies himself while scanning the deserted 41st floor, currently undergoing a major construction renovation.
Clearly no longer in control of his own body, Magmamite marches back towards the battle zone. Puffing out his chest and throwing out his arms, he lets out a wild scream and blasts out a storm of hot lava rocks in all directions.
Suddenly, there is no opponent left for Magmamite to grab. The Possessor’s body becomes intangible before vaporizing into nothing more than a dark black mist that drapes itself across Magmamite’s body, turning his reddish glow a shade darker. Magmamite’s expression goes blank. He straightens up to peer down at his own steaming, rocky hands. Lava