Bree pulled the trigger, and the electricity pulsed through Tracey’s body. She went stiff, and her flesh burnt as her body began to light up and radiate with lighting; she screamed until the sound faded away, drowned out by humming and popping sounds; Tracey didn’t move, and her eyes rolled back.
Bree continued to electrocute her until Skylar pulled her away. Skylar pulled hard, but Bree was resistant.
Tracey lay on the ground. She twitched, then remained sedentary.
Bree Prexy grinned, her eyes wide. The smell of burnt flesh was repugnant. She stood there over Tracey’s dead body and giggled to herself. As soon as a minute later, the secretary from before came back—the body that lay before him cut off his voice.