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Father Lucas felt the energy in the hospital shift as the pair disappeared. He quickly began to clean up the mess left behind. A comely young woman in a nurse uniform burst through the door to the room. The ruined bodies of two different cops were holding open both door thirty-one and the chain link gate. She stopped when she saw Father Lucas. The priest was busy trying to restore some sort of order to the chaotic scene in the room—moving bodies, righting overturned furniture.
"There's no use Mundy," she said. "Leave it. Everything has changed. Our real work has begun."