It had taken everything Mary had to keep herself from rushing in to jump into the fray after her Dad had been shot. She'd managed to escape without being seen and she knew that just going in and trying to club her mom over the head to get her back to herself wouldn't work.
There was something she had that might work. She hoped. She knew a ritual that could sever any sort of possession or mind control. It was more than the ritual to break demon control. Whatever it was felt bigger than simply a demon.
The ritual itself required the blood of a relative-Mary knew hers would work-and it required something to anchor it. The amulet that she'd found along with Ellen's army man necklace was the perfect choice. It had been in the family for years. Mary knew the history-how it had been give to her dad by her Uncle Sam-how it was more than a simple necklace.
If it didn't work, nothing would.
The ritual took a little while, and Mary did her best not to worry that it could be too late. She wondered if she would start to disappear Marty McFly style if she was getting too close to failure.
She just hoped that she wouldn't need to test that out.