Thread:GlowraySunshine/@comment-26108027-20200125233259/@comment-26108027-20200126024354

The demons are indeed frozen in place.

A 115th demon climbs out of one of the various portals, patting fires on himself out. He walks up to Rebecca.

“Oh, front of the line?” He looks up at her, “yeah, I’ll take one ham sandwich. Hold the mustard.”