Rasteva did scream this time. Albeit silently so as not to wake the still slumbering woman. All of their work. All of their struggling was for NOTHING as the bedroom door had been open the entire time. The Daemon pressed a paw to their face, and wondered what it would be like to cry actual tears. They had never done so a day in their life, but now seemed like an appropriate time to do so. Hopping down from the chair and filled with abject embarrassment, the Daemon scampered out the door and towards the main room of the girl's home. This time they knew that they'd have to repeat the process, but at least their efforts wouldn't be for nothing. 

Toddling into the kitchen, the Daemon prepared to haul yet another chair to the door when they heard voices. A group of Humans seemed to be chattering outside, and the Daemon paused to listen. Their conversation did not make much sense, but it immediately became clear that they were talking about the Woman who's home the Daemon was trying to escape.

Much more concerning was that they were attempting to break in.

This posed a variety of problems for a number of reasons and Rasteva bolted back into the woman's bedroom. Scrambling up onto her bed, the Daemon began to prod at her again in a panic but suddenly halted. What would they do once she woke up? They couldn't reveal what they were and It wasn't every day that stuffed animals spoke, and she was sure to be terrified. Moreso once the people at the door managed to make their way inside. The Daemon supposed that the could simply lay there they way a stuffed animal should and not intervene at all. Rasteva stared down at the sleeping woman, mind turning over itself. She had done nothing wrong. Her only crime had been holding the small toy that the Daemon now possessed.

They could not leave her to Fate.

Groaning in irritation, the Daemon hopped from the bed and rushed back into the other room. The sound of tools could be heard on the other side of the door and the voice cajoled each other as the Humans on the other side moved ever closer to getting in. Rasteva let out aother groan, unable to believe that they would be forced to waste what precious energy they had on THIS. But in a way it could be considered repayment for possessing a random girl's stuffed animal and making off with it.

The Bear dropped soundlessly to the floor and a plume of smoke erupted from it as Rasteva pulled themselves from the toy. They wound their way across the floor and under the front door. Coiling at the gathered Human's feet Rasteva gathered what power they had to expand their present form. It was not much, but it would do. One of the Humans noticed the smoke pooling at their feet and began to panic, alerting the rest. Rasteva drew themselves up to eye level with them, a cloud of black smoke roiling on itself in front of them. Of all their possible forms this one by far was the most useless. Rasteva could do nothing, and had no means by which to physically interact with anything.

But they could be seen, and they could be heard.

[color=9e0b0f]"COWER MORTALS BEFORE YOUR IMPENDING DOOM. SEE AND HEAR THE END OF NOT ONLY YOUR EXISTENCE BUT ALL LIFE ON THIS PITIFUL WORLD."[/color]
From where the Humans were standing they were confronted by a screaming pillar of smoke with a large fanged maw. 

Needless to say they were terrified.

The door forgotten, the Humans promptly began to scream as was to be expected when confronted by a threatening smoke cloud. Rasteva took a moment to revel in their terror, but not for long. They ran the risk of waking up the girl sleeping on the other side of the door, and the Daemon could not have that. [color=9e0b0f]"Be silent!"[/color] the cloud barked, and the group of delinquents complied immediately, each of their faces pale and tear stained. The cloud's voice lowered to a hiss, the fanged maw edging closer to the Humans, it's teeth looking more than capable of rending their flesh despite being composed of smoke. [color=9e0b0f]"Remove yourself from my sight, and know that your doom comes.....And uh...Don't bother telling anyone about this. They're probably not going to believe you."[/color] The group of delinquents nodded silently in unison, not eager to argue with a demonic smoke cloud before rushing away, all tripping over each other in their haste to escape.

Satisfied that their work was complete, Rasteva immediately deflated and retreated back under the door. Their little stunt had been costly, and moreover they had revealed themselves to Humans though they were sure no one would be any the wiser even if they DID speak of what had just happened. Rasteva coiled back over to the forgotten stuffed bear and settled back inside of it once more. There was no chance of them escaping tonight, even know they could not muster the power to even move the toy. Resigning themselves to spending the night on the floor, the Daemon only hoped that the girl sleeping in the other room did not question their distance from her bed too much.

Rasteva made a mental note to collect their payment from her at a later date once they had regained their own body.