You cackle an evil grin and you think about all the goodies that are going to be ripe for the plucking! You check your handgun, it's not loaded, you fill it up and pocket several more bullets. You decide to get that six pack from the fridge and bring it along for company. You open your front door and step into the chaos, from behind you a purple energy reaction sets your roof on fire with a shushed hiss.