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●NUKE them!
You unleash the strongest black magic you know, the mighty ●NUKE! Of course, unleashing such a powerful spell in the closed space of the bingo hall would normally be a terrible idea. Thankfully, you took this into account when you... hm, wait.
What was it you were going to do again? You're pretty sure there was some plan on your part to avoid nuking yourself in the process. Hiding behind a folding table? Constructing a crude shield out of bingo cards? No, nothing is coming to mind. Oh well.
You dive toward the doors you came in from, which are locked of course. Hell has no fire marshals. The blast wave of ●NUKE hits you and propels you the rest of the way out the doors which blow right off their hinges.
You fly dozens of feet through the air before landing hard on Hell's blasted ground and rolling right into a fire pit. This is actually good news, since Hell's fire puts out the far more painful fires of ●NUKE.
"Ow," you mutter as you climb out of the hellhole. Every part of your body is screaming in pain. It hurts so bad that you're having a hard time remembering what the alternative is.
"There it is!" screams a demonic voice. You hear the telltale mechanical sounds of a squad of Cyberdemons running toward you.