“What are you trying to prove, Holly?”
“Y-you know very well what I—Stay back!” Holly’s entire body trembles, but her gun remains steadily trained on Phil. “So help me, I will shoot you, Phil! Don’t think I won’t!”
For a brief moment Phil’s face is blank with shock, but he quickly recovers to his usual smirk, “We both know you don’t have the—”
POW! Crrrrsh!
The flower vase on the mantle behind Phil shatters into a thousand pieces.
“Woah! Okay! Okay!” Phil holds up his hands, “What do you want?”
“I want you to suffer like I have,” Holly says.

