The last few days had been mostly a blur.
After Sarah revealed to Jane that the ritual failed a second time, Jane hadn’t shown any sympathy for her. In fact, her reaction was quite the opposite: she had accused Sarah of being stubborn and refusing to let go of her “materialistic preconceptions.” Sarah was frustrated, but couldn’t figure out what to say- after all, Jane’s ritual had clearly done something, and if it didn’t work fully it was probably due to her side of the equation. The two of them ended up storming back to their respective rooms in silence.
Sarah bought some sleeping pills from the nearest pharmacy, and used them for the next three nights. While she woke up each morning noticing a few minor scratches, it seemed like the demons weren’t able to screw her if she was unable to gain consciousness. However, when she went to buy a larger pack on the fourth day, the pharmacist refused to sell her any. When she asked why, he simply said “Doctors orders. Talk to him and then we’ll see.” Sarah didn’t know what this was about- the doctor that she normally met had no connection to the pharmacy, and when she called him he didn’t understand the issue. In any case, she was going to have to go through this night without any assistance.