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Suddenly the door was broken down by Marik the butler. In his hand he held a pistol, shaking. You gasped. You got off the counter and hide behind Andrew.
"What are you doing, Marik?" Andrew asked sternly.
"You, sir, need to go." His hand was shaking violently. "I'm sorry, Master Andrew, but you need to go. Angela won't stop ignoring me until you're gone for good."
"What are you talking about, Marik?" Andrew stepped toward him. Marik cocked the gun and held it steady. "Relax, Marik. This can be worked out."
"No, sir, I'm sorry, but it can't. You need to die."
"That's the thing, Marik. I'm already dead."
Marik went pale faced. "What do you mean, sir?"
"I died in service of the United States. I'm a fallen angel now. That's the only reason you can see me."

Marik cocked it again. "Prove it, sir." Andrew unfurled his wings. They were large and feathery, black and silky. Marik stepped back, stunned, shocked, scared. He cocked the gun and shot at Andrew.
"Andrew! Nooooooooooooooo!!!" You screamed.

There was a blood curdling scream. Blood splattered everywhere. Angela's body fell to the ground.
"Oh, dear God." Marik cried. "What have I done!?" He dropped the gun and fell to his knees. You stood there in shock while Andrew checked to see if she was still alive.
"She's gone." He got up and grabbed the gun.
"No!!! Give me that gun!" Marik got up and fought Andrew for the gun. They both had a hold of it.
"Stop! Someone else is going to get shot if you two don't stop!" They continued. Then, there was a gunshot. You screamed.

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