Thinking for a minute, he decided that he couldn't risk being seen himself. Within a moment, a small, inky creature appeared in the palm of his hands. It was nothing to look at, with long, savage teeth, but that wasn't the point. As the demon lept out of his palm, it pressed itself against the wall and became flat like a shadow, immediately following the path the guards had taken. Once Sheridan saw it was on its way, he took off down the opposite end of the hall, to his room.