Ethan stood back and relished the carnage, looking toward Brandi's room, thinking that the demon's initial method of entry would most definitely wake the girl. Laughing darkly, he grinned, musing aloud, "Why use the door when a twelve-foot hole in the wall will do?" He stood in a dark corner of the room, watching the violence and grinning, even getting a hard-on under his robes as he watched the two law-abiding citizens die before his eyes, second sight watching their souls unexpectedly ripped downward to be his dark masters' playthings. Turning his head toward the door, he looked to see if Brandi would watch, and how she would respond.