An unexpected reunion.

Before Derek can make a decision, you're interrupted by a loud commotion from outside the store. The two succubi Jess and Maya turn to look at something out of your field of view. Suddenly, you hear the hissing sound of aerosol as jets of spray splash over Jess and Maya. The two hellbitches snarl in rage and back off from the security shutters. A second series of sprays sends them fleeing into the air.

Suddenly, Megan and another 18 year old girl appear at the security shutters, looking at you anxious but determined. "Hurry up, let us in before they come back!"

Acting quickly, Derek and Mick roll up the shutters just enough for Megan and her new acquaintance to duck underneath. Derek quickly slams the shutters shut and makes sure the holy books you stacked up near the outside handle are still in place.

Spotting her sister **** on the couch, Megan runs over to check on her. The other teen girl hangs back a little and appraises your little group of survivors. She's got a petite build and is dressed in a short-sleeved light blue uniform with a blue skirt, a shiny metal badge pinned neatly on her uniform. For a second you think she's a cop, but you quickly realize she's way too young. You realize she must be a mall cop; a really young mall cop. She's got medium-short soft blonde hair and is youthfully pretty in a Sears catalog model sort of way. A large gas-powered pepper spray sprayer is clutched in her hands, explaining the sudden exit of the two succubi.

"Hi, I'm Selena," the new arrival introduces herself.

Megan, meanwhile, is on her knees next to the couch running her hands over Amanda's face. You notice once again that the **** girl's features have started to take an unnatural appearance, her lips exceptionally ruby red and her skin and hair impossibly radiant, smooth, and silky like an airbrushed cosmetics ad model.

"I'm sorry Megan, we were attacked while trying to retrieve Amanda's friends. I'm pretty sure she's infected now."

"Are you sure? I mean, she doesn't look messed up like all those people outside," Megan asks in reply.

"We saw it ourselves, Megan. She was definitely... um... exposed to a lot of infectious fluid," you tell her sadly. You notice she's no longer carrying the silver-plated revolver she was wielding earlier. "What happened to your gun? Were you able to find your friends?"

The foxy dark-haired teen shakes her head. "I couldn't find them anywhere, eventually things got too crazy out there and I couldn't keep looking. I lost the gun while running away from a few of those... things. I met up with this mall cop here, and while we were looking for a way out we saw the three of you barricaded in here with a couple of demons trapping you in. Holy shit, one of those demons kind of looked like Amanda's friend Maya."

You shake your head sadly. "Look, there's a back door leading to the service corridor. It seems pretty clear, maybe we can sneak out through there."

"And what about Amanda?" Derek asks again.

"Yeah, what about my sister?" Megan questions you.