SEVENThe smoke clears....."HOLY SHIT!" HE CRIES AS A SPIKED COFFIN THAT HAD BURST INTO FLAMES FROM THE PURE VELOCITY OF THE LAUNCH, PLUMMETTS INTO THE EXTREMELY METAL GUY'S FACE,THE IMPACT CAUSING THE METAL GUYS NECK TO SNAP BACKWARDS VIOLENTLY EXPOSING HIS SPINE AND CAUSING PIECES OF HIS THROAT, SKIN AND BLOOD TO FLY ACROSS THE VAST ROOM, ENTERING EVERY NOOK AND CRANNY OF HIS EXTENSIVE GUITAR COLLECTION. THE NAMELESS METAL GUY BALANCES HIMSELF AND WITH A BLOODSTAINED SMIRK, SNAPS HIS NECK BACK TO ITS ORIGINAL POSTITION. HE THEN CONTINUES TO PROCLAIM... "I DIDN'T FUCKIN' FEEL SHIT!!!!"THE MAN WHO HAD LAUNCH