I don`t carry a gun, or any... «Agents of Light and Darkness»

I don`t carry a gun, or any other kind of weapon. I`ve never felt the need. And weapons wouldn`t do any good against Jessica Sorrow anyway. Nothing could touch her any more. Something happened to her, long ago, and she gave up her humanity to become the Unbeliever. Now she doesn`t believe in anything. And because she doesn`t believe with such utter certainty, all the world and everything in it are nothing to her. None of it can affect her in the least. She can go anywhere, and do anything, and she does. She can do terrible, distressing things, and she does, and nothing touches her. She has no conscience and no morality, no pity and no restraint. The material world is like paper to her, and she rips it apart as she walks through it. Luckily for the world, she doesn`t leave the Nightside much. And luckily for the rest of us here, there are long periods when she just sleeps or drops out of sight. But when she`s up and walking, everyone gets the hell out of her way. Because when she concentrates her unbelief on anything or anyone, they disappear. Gone forever.