The second Addy saw the screen, her knees went weak with relief and she sort of hal-collapsed, half-sank onto the floor. “Oh my god yes,” she squeaked, curling her hand into a fist over her heart. “Oh thank god. Thank god. Yes. It was him. He was the one with the pillowcase!” There had been someone else, but it was Krampus and not Lucifer. Thank god.