"I have no idea how you're so chipper after actually getting shot. The bullets didn't even enter me and I feel like I was in a mosh pit at a N.I.C.H Machinegun concert." Melissa says. She lifts her shirt, showing Kelly the area on her back where the bullets struck.
The bruises are an amazing shade purple-black that look like she's been punched or kicked there are few times. She wets the cloth, not bothering to wring it dry, and lies on her stomach to set the cloth on her back, over the bruise.
"Whatever you hear over the next few minutes, don't freak out. I swear I'm not really summoning a demon." she says, and starts to whisper to herself.
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