We’re out. She’s safe. I made it in the warren and Dee showed up a few seconds later. We spent the night (two days) making sure it was gone. Dee’s gonna write up a post or two to explain everything, like how the journal got back to the brownstone. It’s nuts.
I’ve never seen anything like it. It moved so fast. There was this flash of light on the street that made it recoil for a second and bought me time to shut the door. Could’ve been a streetlight but I like to think it was you guys.
Thank you.