Out of your mind

I step into the room, pulling Oracle off the bed and pinning him against the wall. “What the hell are you doing here?” He holds up his hands, showing that there cover in bandages, and franticly tells me, “Look, see, the Destroyer threw me out when he didn’t need me anymore. He ripped the strings that I used to pull people's souls. He took the thing that made me special.” I glare back at him “then why am I still leaving you alive? Last I remember, I was falling dead in front of you.”