Joan's body continues to thrash, the creature inside of it howling. The screeches are muffled, though, by the thick musty fabric, even as it burns Joan's mouth and face. Her eyes roll back in her head, the demon making her body convulse, kicking wildly and without particular skill. There's knowledge, somewhere in Joan's mind, of how to get out of situations like these, how to use all her advantages, how to win fights you're under-prepared for. The demon doesn't access it. She just screams.

When Marcus comes back, he'll find bloody tears and eyes devoid of pupils, the creature inside of Joan trying to push them both to the limits of endurance.