[38] written by AltRocks

The voice materializes in front of you in the form of an orange
midget with green hair. He looks at you, shakes his head, and asks you,
"Why did you have to make it so hard?" He then reaches into a small
pouch drooped around neck and pulls out a gun. You try to run, but he
guns you down like the stupid snimal you are. He then calls for his
midget friends to join in a barbecue of your remains. The end.