Sandy stood, her shoulders hunched as she tried to contain her emotions. Her chin vibrated violently, so she refused to turn and face Teddy when he came in. She had never let anyone see her cry, and she couldn't bring herself to reveal that side of her. Somehow, he knew anyway, and commented on it. His words sounded so genuine, but she was terrified of allowing herself to believe him. She realized she was being stubborn, but she couldn't behave any other way. As he finally gave up trying to get her to talk, and was turning away to go who knows where, she sighed.<br/><br/>As she did so, she noticed that the shivers she'd been feeling were not due wholly to emotion. There was an uncomfortable chill in the air. Something she'd only felt a few times in her life, and she knew it was the same as the other times. Something terrible was about to happen.<br/><br/>Sure enough, suddenly she felt herself accosted from both the front and the back. Completely disoriented, she blinked, finding herself cramped in the fetal position under the dishwashing station. Two great, fierce beings were locked in unearthly battle. One of them was dark and terrifying in its horrible, ugly visage. The other seemed to be composed of pure light. Even the blade it wielded seemed to be pure light. The being of light won the match, and the darker one seemed to melt into the corpse of a human thug when it died. The room suddenly seemed darker when the being of light changed as well, subsiding into a human appearance.<br/><br/>"D-demon?" she asked, still confused, "Teddy... what just happened? He was... and... and then you... but... that's not... I..." she blinked at him with a terrified expression.