"Jess, help me," Wanda begged, holding her bloodied impaled hand towards her as she staggered forward at Jessica's command. Just as she reached her, the demon took over again and, chuckling, wrenched the knife from its fleshly sheath and rammed it into Jessica's shoulder. "I bet that stings," it quipped. Dancing back in Wanda's body, it continued to laugh, twisting her head around at an odd angle until there was a crack, then turning it forward again.