Utterly Mad

Mack puts the goggles on, hanging around his neck, and stuffs his bandanna in his hoodie pocket. He steps out of the car, casually, pretending he had a reason to be here other than to kill everyone inside.

He walks calmly over to the bouncer, and gives him an upward nod to acknowledge his presence. He grabs the handle of the club door, cool as a cucumber, and stops. He turns his head away from the bouncer, and steels himself for what was about to happen. He lets go of the handle, and hurls a punch with that hand at the side of the bouncer's head.

Should this all go smoothly, he gets down on top of him and slams his head repeatedly against the concrete, one bone crushing slam after the other without slowing, like some kind of animal.