It was horrible: it eyes were glowing fire, and it was cloaked in robes that hurt my eyes to look at. Its head was sheathed with a circle of demonic flame, and I couldn't see its feet, but I'm sure they were cloven. It stretched out its hands towards me, as I fell backwards into a puddle of water. It loomed over me, its faced twisted into a demonic grin, a twisted leer at my misfortune. "I cum for piece and luh" it began to say in its demonicly sweet voice before I cut off its diatribe.
"I'll give you a piece!" and with a flourish I drew forth my glock and gave the demon some "speed holes" to help it down to its supernatural home. Its brightly glowing acidic blood almost splashed me. and it still struggled, no doubt to steal my soul, after I unloaded a full clip into it. fortunately a few well placed love taps with my GMC Jimmy convinced it to lay still.

And thats how I escaped my close call with Satan.