[i]Mary[/i]

She didn't react to the demon shattering through the window, preoccupied as she was with trying to block out the deaths the Abyss was consuming. As far as she was concerned, if whatever had broken the glass was something that would try to kill her, death would be a blessing, a blissful silence. She wouldn't have to hear the howls from the Demons, the cries of the Angels, all sounding completely of terror and despair abruptly silenced before another took their place in an unending cycle. What she did react to, however, was the feeling someone feminine hugging her. Mary stiffened in surprise, the hug bringing memories of her, now dead,mother. How long had ago had it been since she last hugged and was hugged by her mother? Weeks, certainly. If not months. For a moment, Mary remained tense. Then she relaxed into the familiar feeling, before abruptly tightening herself into a ball again as a fresh wave of deaths hit her, from the war zone that had once been her city. A large swath of Demons had all died at once, and their howling was lasting far longer than the rest before the Abyss silenced them. She was only dimly aware of Julian demanding that they be taken to Scotland, that she would be safe there. 

The next thing she was aware of was the same woman(presumably) that had hugged her, guiding her somewhere, whispering in her ear that she would be alright. The sounds of terror, panic, and then death disagreed. And then, suddenly, silence. There was no sounds of creatures lives being extinguished in her skull, no sounds of chaos and anarchy outside of a ruined apartment in Loom. Just the gentle sounds of the sea upon the beach. Warily, she opened her eyes to confirm what her ears told her. Nothing but a quiet, empty, beach. Mary sank to the ground, sobbing in relief. It was over, for now at least. When she finally regained control of herself, she took a ragged deep breath, and then let it out. Questions would come later. Right now, she just wanted to sleep.