“Looks like someone's been having fun tonight...” Damon remarked to the demonic moth perched atop his head as he viewed the cluster of corpses surrounding the library. The moth, Ose, fluttered from Damon's head and landed on one of the hollow corpses.<br/><br/>“Doubt it. They're probably dead if they left a perfectly good meal sitting around,” the demon retorted in a masculine, gruff voice. The dead man's soul began to flow from the creature's mouth into the pupil of Ose's weird eye-head.<br/><br/>Damon turned away from the sight. Ose already looked freaky enough, seeing him do that just made Damon queasy. “If that's the case, we need to watch out for more hollows,” he said, straightening the cuff on his too-long suit sleeve. Normally, he didn't wear his suit into Limbo, but today he lost track of time and was pulled into the between-world before he was ready. “There has to be at least one left if their prey is dead.”<br/><br/>Ose finished his meal and bobbed his eyeball in agreement. As he did so, the corpse underneath him broke down into dust. His bound human was an idiot, but at least he was finally learning to be cautious.  Wordlessly, he fluttered to the next corpse, absorbing its soul too. 	Damon stood watch. “You gonna be done sometime today?” he wondered out loud. The demon responded with a slightly exasperated sigh. His human was always so impatient.<br/><br/>“You'll be glad I had this meal later on,” the demon said simply, fluttering to another corpse. “I'll be fine here if you want to take a look around. Hollows don't have a thing on me. Just shout if you're about to get yourself killed.”<br/><br/>With a slight grin, Damon took a few steps towards the library not far away. Freedom, at least for a while. “Don't mind if I do,” he replied, headed towards the front door. Moments later, he reached the door and, upon finding that it was blocked, kicked it open. The wood blocking it on the inside shattered, flinging splinters several feet forward. Damon confidently strode inside, feeling like a complete badass. The last thing he expected to see was the two women sitting at the desk nearby.<br/><br/>Briefly, Damon was startled, but he quickly regained his composure and leaned against a nearby shelf. “Well hello, ladies,” he greeted them. The tall blond one in particular caught his eye. “Damon here. Damon Lewis. And you?” he asked, looking straight at Eve.