Say, is this another one of those weird alternate hell dimensions where everything isn't real and it's all about figuring that out? 'Cause I am full up on braining anything after the first one I handled today. And space ships. And space even.
So any time the big ugly demony thing wants to try and make a meal out of me, I'm happy to oblige. You know, after you give me my shiny red scythe back.