Carter calls out, "Oh, Kaylin!" I groan and lower my radio, "What?" "How long until we get to Kinelt?" "Long enough for us to plan ahead." He reels in close and whispers with a snarl, "You reek of secrets." I take a step back as he leers into my soul. I try to hold back my laughter, but it bursts out loud, allowing the whole corridor to turn our way. "You do too." He smirks, "How did that group in Texas escape?" I nod, "Ask my personal crew, we looked far and wide. Tracks of demon activity, then they went under the ground. They're gone."

Below the corridor, in this cargo crate, I rub my cane and smirk. Don't worry Carter, we're right where you want us. The doors open and soldiers push Markus in- "Hey- Easy!" Jack, Jean and Rose look his way, but I wave to him. "Come, take a seat by me." He walks over and takes a seat with his head down. "Y'know- Kaylin's right." He sighs, "I did enjoy the fresh air though, kind of stuffy in here." He looks up, "I never had to think about things like that." I probably shouldn't tease him anymore. "Tell you what, let's talk about the manner of things." He shuts his eyes, "Huh?" "What is the way of the world?"

As the two play and Mama talks away, I grab at my head. That dark room, that destructive entity. I scratch at my scalp. Was it an act of God? The black boiling away in that house? That monster running away? I jump at a sudden jolt of pain, I lower my hand, blood on my fingertips. I watch as my thumb and middle finger slowly rub the blood as it mixes with my sweat. Is it all the stress? And that scream I did. I grab at my mouth and rub my lower lip. What's wrong with me? Why am I suddenly calm? Blood? Is it the blood?

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"Jean?" I look up at Jack, "Huh?" "You're bleeding." I cover my face as the trauma washes over me once more. I stammer, "I scratched my scalp a little too hard." The man speaks, "I'll go get-" Something hits his head, "Ow!" I peek through my fingers, Mama lowers her cane and he looks my way again, "Are you ok?" I wipe my face and lower my hand, "No." Mama smiles, "Is-is that you opening up?" I rub the blood on my fingers, "No." She nudges my leg with an overstretched cane, "Yeah, you are." I rub faster as she nudges, a laugh escapes my lungs for once, "Stop that!"

She pushes herself up and dances slowly towards me, "Get up and celebrate that!" I roll my eyes as Rose and Jack chant, "Do it! Do it!" I peel myself off the seat and do random arm movements. Mama taps me and fans at me, "That's it! Now put some hip into it." She grabs her hip and stops, Rose runs up and holds out her hands with eyes wide. "Dance with me!" I grab her hands and she leads me in some simple wedding style dance. The feelings come back, so I bite the inside of my mouth. Jack helps Mama down as I'm all smiles, finally and oddly, by my own choice.