Glory had found the massacre hillarious personally, and she did keep meaning to tell the vampire so too, but she'd be as dead as her victims when the dimensions ripped apart to get her home. Pretty little Dawnie and her blood would see to that, but it was getting harder and harder to focus on her goal when she was drifting further and further away every day. She hated how it felt.
"Need to find...need to find the light, hidden in plain sight, just before the dawn"
She didn't know why she ended up at a newspaper but she had. The building was a little out of her usual area, and ugh everyone that was coming from there was UGLY, all except one. One woman. She was wearing a pretty outfit too. Glory approved of it, and honestly. That was enough for her to make her choice.
It was this woman that would help her, sustain her. This woman that would help her find the light that was Dawnie. And soon, she had to drain her soon. She quickly caught up to the woman and smiled sweetly.