Maniac Mansion

"The master of the house is not home." I had the hand of the fire god to the back of his head, the servant was a well dressed older gentleman, very polite even when I stuck a gun in his face. I shut the door behind me and looked around. The main entry way had double stair cases and expensive furniture and fixtures, clearly Randal was holding out on me.

"Well then we'll wait for him to show up." I shoved the old man forward and he fell down on the tile floor. I almost felt bad, almost (look I'm a dick to everyone why should servants be treated any better? Not to mention I was already thinking I might have to kill the old man, better to not have him be a person in my mind, yes I'm sick). The old man stayed on the ground and dusted himself off. I tried to see other servants, but I couldn't see anyone in the immediate vicinity.

"If you're here to rob us there isn't much money here." I smirked, there was enough money in the foyer the idea I couldn't find something else was a bit silly, clearly the butler thought little of my intelligence, like most people apparently do. The jerks.

"I'm not here to rob you, I'm here to kill Randal, he set me up to be sacrificed." The butler looked strange for a minute and then his head broke to the side, his body started morphing into something else. Gone was the gentlemanly old man, in its place was some kind of disorted lump of muscle and rage. I shot it dead, one round from the Hand and it was disintegrated. Unfortunately the hand was empty at that point. Like I hadn't thought to bring a ton of ammunition and I hadn't thought about it because the hand also doesn't need traditional ammunition (normally I mean I reload it with normal bullets but its changed its look based on the time frame it was in! How in the gods name was I to know it could really run out of bullets.

Unforunately the flesh creature was one of several in the house. I dealt with the others as best I could with fire magic, but I was feeling run down. With each burst of magic I was getting tired and the corruption welled up inside. By the time the last one hit the ground in ash and screaming I was just about spent. Which is when Randal showed up, like a gods damned jerk! Swear to gods I have the worst timing ever.