Who opens the door?

Jane's Father

A tall man who was a bit balding with a neatly trimmed beard and dressed in a simple shirt and jeans. He had a gun in one hand and a crucifix around his neck that the two of you fought back the urge to recoil at the sight of the cross, but you could sense he was more wearing it out of fear than out of faith.

"Come on, both of you," he said, gesturing for you to come inside and the two of you ran inside as he locked the door behind you. "They didn't get you, did they?"

"No," Jess said, breathing a sigh of relief. "Thank you."

"We're always happy to help," a girl with long red hair and dressed similarly to her father said as she stepped out, you recognized her as Jane immediately as she ran up to Jess and hugged her. "Thank god you're okay."

"More than okay..." Jess said quietly.

"What was that?" Jane asked.

"Nothing," Jess said as she hugged her friend tightly as a woman who looked like Jane's mother came out. "It looks like we're all here."

"Well... almost all of us," Jane said.

"What?" You asked. "Who isn't here?"

"The Demons got Dylan," Jane said softly. "He got jumped by a bunch of Succubi..."

"Oh... I'm sorry," Jess said, though she was happy that her friend's boyfriend was now out of the way.

"He saved me," Jane said. "But I saw him... he's now one of them... Jess I'm scared..."