Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Richard fired two more shots, one into the back, and another into the nape of the creature squirming beneath his boots.
It struggled for a second more, then its body went still.
"That's the last one down here." He muttered to himself as he turned and glanced around.
He was in the parking lot of a rather large comments sky-rise.
The other day had been eventful and he had even gone home late after spending some time discussing things with the other the night before.
Looking back, it had not been the worst experience.
But a new day had come.
And with the rise of a new day came more opportunities to encounter terrors and horrors unimaginable.
The sky was grey and the world below even greyer. He had received new information from Carmila about the strange existence of Gremlins, another type of Devils.
He looked down at the abhorrent thing, now laying cold beneath his feet.
For some reason, Gremlins were much uglier than Imps.
