[h2]Esme Stirling[/h2]

Esme was sleeping more soundly than she had in months. Maybe it was because she had pushed herself harder than she ever had the past few days. Her sleep was free of the nightmarish images they had been haunting her for months. In fact, she wasn’t dreaming at all. Yelling from down the hall soon disturbed her sleep. 

“Holy hellfire! What’s going on?” she said, bolting upright. She grabbed her gun and keys as she rose from the bed. She headed to the door and looked out the spy hole, but saw nothing. It was then she heard someone yell about a demon. Esme grabbed her jacket and bolted out the door. 

She threw on her jacket and shoved the keys in her pocket as she went, stopping when she reached a corner, which was just one door down. She took the safety off her gun and peered around the corner. The raised voices were coming from the room just around the corner, and she heard demon mentioned again. 

She rounded the corner, gun held out in front of her, then peered into the room. Said demon looked to be stuck in a devil’s trap while talking to two women in the room. From what she could tell, the demon and woman cowering had arrived together. “Did I hear right, they came together and she didn't know what he was?” she asked while pointing her gun at Cason.