Joshua “Here Comes the Guns” Bryan burst into the conference room that was being used as a hostage holding room, through the plate glass window, showering the ground below with bladed rain.

He smiled a cocky smile and said, “I am the hunter you are the prey. Start running or die where you stand.”

The terrorists paired up with the hostages, using them as screaming human shields while leveling an army’s amount of ordinance at the Joshmeister.

Taking his time, Mr. Bryan, as the ladies call him, drew a matched pair of desert eagles from his camoflaged trench coat. Silver script on the outside of each gun named one Pain Dispenser and the other Original Sin. Then Josh laughed a man’s laugh.

“See, you think I care about the hostages. I don’t. Because they are aliens. But you didn’t have the technology to see that. I will give you a revelationbefore I send you to St. Peter.”

With that, Joshua shot every hostage in the forehead. They bled green blood. Just like Josh predicted.

Josh nodded. “Yep, revelation.”