Valerie blinked, and realized now that it was over. No more remains of the Nasty Burger, no blackened sky, no fallen Danny. Just her in a room, and adjacent to her, Misha, the girl that had stopped her from being swallowed by whatever it was that had tried to take her. The fan was spinning, the raindrops were falling, and Valerie was just there, gasping as if she'd almost been drowning. She slowly got up and looked over at Misha.

Valerie opened her mouth to say something-she wanted to, and there was an awful lot to say and think about- but what came out was a choked sob and she walked over to the girl and put her arms around her. There was no other way of trying to interpret what had just happened other than summarizing: Dan had come, that darkness had wanted them both, and Misha, who she kept stupidly thinking needed to be defended all the time had saved them, even if it was a dream. She closed her eyes and sighed: how that little girl had managed to make her feel like she did was still beyond her comprehension.

She laughed quietly, and looked at Misha. "Well," She said softly, "there's another power I guess I didn't expect. You really are an angel, aren't you?"