Deacon hardened, physcially, it was like every muscle in him tensed all at once. His face was pinched when he turned back to face the girl. She must have over heard him when he was about to tell Scott, right before they both saw her. He stared at her, returning her coldness with his own. "She died. She hung herself, acutally. It was an accident, she was suppose to escape the knots but instead she...got tangled. It was an easy trick, she had doen it a thousand times. I don't know why she screwed up, or how. If I can get back to the theater, I can figure it out...and she will stop haunting me."<br/><br/>He looked at Scott carefully. "if there are more of those monsters, we need to arm ourselves. I think I saw a hardware store back that way..."