She was waiting for far longer that she would have liked, about 10 minutes, before she saw someone come out of the office, and leave, looking angry.

They had left the door open, as well.

"Hollie?" Hal asked from where he was, seeing her sitting there.

"Come in, come in." he told her.

"And please, shut the door behind you." he added.

Hal seemed to be stunned for a moment.

"That... might explain a lot." he said.

He then leaned forward, pinching his forehead with his hand.

"Lovely." he growled.

"Well, there's a number of protocols that need to be observed, but I will get on that immediately." he told her.

"...but... globally?" he asked.

"This is a disaster."

"...I do as well." Hal replied.

"I really do." he said.

"But unlike a quarantine, this WILL take some time." he told her. "This place will be shut down in a week, tops." he then assured her further.

-Several days later-

Azazel just sighed as he sat in one of the break rooms, shaking his head.

"Ugh. Tired." he muttered.

"With what's going on, I'm being run ragged." he said further.

'...and is it my imagination, or was Sierra being weird earlier...?' he then wondered, reflecting on a recent interaction, where Sierra had given him a hair clip to give to Aedan.

"....uh... yeah... yeah, I did." Azazel replied.

"I mean, she thought it was a little weird, seeing as she only really uses 1 or 3 clips in her hair, but she did like the design on it." he told her.

"She switched one of her current clips out for it." he then said.

"...why?" he then asked.

'The HELL is going on with her...?' he then wondered mentally.

"..........." Azazel was silent for a moment.

"That... is fair." he said.

"She should be wearing it now. I mean, she doesn't really burn through her clips, so... yeah." he said further.

"At any rate...... how are you?" he then asked her.

"Everything... good?"

At that moment, Azazel knew something was wrong.

He then got up, and made his way over towards her.

"Sierra." he said, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"I can tell something's wrong. I KNOW it." he told her.

"...and I'm going to help you right now."

When she burst into the room, the two that were in there looked at her.

"Gemini?" Zeke asked, before seemingly freezing.

"....this box will explain it...?" Hal mumbled, before opening it.

Inside, there looked to be a pile of dimly glowing ashes, with hardened calcium-like bits in it. And it smelled pretty bad.

"...th... that's..." Zeke stammered.

"That's the remains of a demon." he said.

"...a demon?" Hal asked him.

"Azazel's dead." Zeke said plainly, though he was clearly shaken by this.

"Damn it all." Hal growled.

"I understand why Aedan would be angry, but on the warpath? Who would she know to look for?" he asked.

"I don't know." Zeke mumbled.

"Someone killed Azazel, and now Aedan is looking for someone." Hal went on.

"We can't even examine him to see HOW he died." he continued.

"We have NO information, and we're in the middle of trying to shut this place down due to the trial resurgence." he muttered, shaking his head in frustration.

"......." Zeke and Hal were silent, before Hal smirked.

"Gemini." he said.

"Be careful what you wish for." he told her.

When she looked over towards him, and saw his fingers pressed together, she barely had time to register what was going on...

...before the fingers were snapped, making a loud clicking noise.

"Granted." Hal told her.

Hal held up a finger towards her, before pressing a button on the comm system on his desk.

"Jake." he said.

"Yeah, boss?" Jake's voice responded.

"Do NOT let Sierra leave the building. Detain her if she tries." he told him. "And do NOT let Aedan get her hands on her." he added.

"....right, boss." Jake replied, before the call was ended.

"Now, why do you suddenly know that?" Hal then asked Gem.

"Simple. You wished for it."