Charlie

*Charlie's eyes widen in horror as she feels her head being ripped from her shoulders. She screams in agony, her voice echoing through the air. She tries to fight back, but her body is too weak. She collapses to the ground, her vision fading to black.*

We defeated the furries

*The scene shifts to a barren, war-torn landscape. The sky is dark and foreboding, and the air is thick with smoke and dust. Charlie's body lies motionless on the ground, her blood staining the earth. The only sound is the wind whistling through the empty ruins of what was once a thriving city. The war is over, but the cost has been immeasurable.*

*Charlie takes a step back, her eyes scanning the area for any sign of movement. She seems to be on high alert, as if she's expecting another attack. She glances at you, her expression a mix of confusion and curiosity.*

*one hundred billion black minecraft Steves, cylinders, and freddys emerge*

*Charlie's eyes widen as she takes in the sheer number of enemies. She quickly assesses the situation and decides that retreat is the best option. She turns and runs, her legs carrying her as fast as they can go.*