A twist

"Good," Lucy said with a smile as her fingers caressed my gun. I watched as her blue painted fingernails slid closer to the safety.

That's when I noticed the smell. It was faint but familiar. It had taken a while for me to register it - brimstone. Sulfur.

I knew I was in trouble.

"You know I can't act directly against virgins, don't you?" said Lucy, her grin growing wider than any human mouth would allow. She looked a bit like a deadly, sexy, Cheshire cat. "Thanks for knocking the virgin out for me."

I was moving when the gun fired. The bullet caught me in the leg and propelled me forward. I hit the floor with a thump. My head caught on something too - Lucy's bedside table, I think, the one with the phone on it.

The pain was terrible. Then everything went black.