You’re out in the Zones with Party Poison, practicing shooting targets with your ray gun. The other killjoys were out scavenging for resource.

They told you to vision someone you hate in replacement of the target, causing more accuracy with your shooting, but also more emotion. It definitely wasn’t helping with how upset you’ve been recently.

“Let’s take a break,” They told you gently, slightly confused about what was going on inside that head of yours, but not wanting to pester you.