"Your parents are going to be thrilled when they come into your room and find a demon laying unconscious on your bed." Sam said carefully, watching the said demon warily from the other side of the room.

Danny snorted, and looked up at his friend Sam, "Yeah, thanks Sam. You don't have to stand by the door for the rest of the night, she won't jump up and bite you."

"I suppose." Sam said reluctantly, crossing the room and joining Danny at his desk, "But we've dealt with stranger ghosts before. What are you looking up?"

"I don't think she's a ghost, Sam!" Danny said, typing a few search terms into his laptop. He hit the enter key, then swung around on his chair to face Sam while the thing loaded, "And I'm looking up more on demons like her. She said her name was Tasogaryn."

"Ghost, demon, same thing." Sam threw up her hands, and grinned, "I think you just thought she was cute."

Danny returned the grin, "Yeah right. Very funny." He swung around and returned to his computer, "Ahhh..nothing."

"Well what did you expect, to find a sort of wikipedia for demons?" Sam laughed.

Danny sighed, closed his laptop, and rose slowly. His gaze drifted across the room, and rested on the demon. She was still prone, not moving, not responsive. Danny had almost dared himself to take her pulse to see if she was still alive, but logic held him back. She was a demon. She was the undead. Of course she wouldn't have a pulse.

"Thanks for driving out here, Sam!" Danny said, running his fingers through his hair and throwing another bizarre grin at his old friend,.

"Yeah, sure. Is Tucker coming?"

Danny laughed, eyes still on Garyn, "He couldn't get a ride with his mom, so I think he's riding his moped over."

Sam snorted. Tucker was one of the few juniors in their class at Casper High that had failed his driving test and didn't have his license. Danny had almost failed his but had passed by a hair. Sam of course had gotten hers with flying colors, and had gotten her license before most of the other juniors at their school.

"I wish he would have called me, I could have given him a ride." Sam chuckled.

Danny raised his eyebrows, "I think he would rather have died than get a ride from you. He's got this idea that women are dangerous drivers."

The pair of them cracked up, knowing that it was Tucker who was the hazardous driver. There was a joke going around Casper high-when Tucker Foley gets his license, stay off the sidewalks if you want to live!

In that moment, Sam and Danny forgot about the otherworldly demon lying on the bed not five feet away. They were brought back to harsh reality when she bolted straight up in her bed and started screaming in her strange language.

"STOP!" Danny shouted, waving his arms all the while knowing how useless it was. Garyn scrambled off the bed and had her fists clenched just as Danny went ghost, and shouted again, "STOP!"

Garyn paused, eyeing the ghost boy carefully.

"What have you done to me?"

"Nothing" Danny said, hands outstretched and eyes wide. He was standing in front of the window, so if Garyn wanted she'd have to go through him.

Which really wasn't sounding all that ideal. She looked pretty mean right now.

"You passed out when you were talking to me on the street, and I took you back here before anyone could notice that there was a demon laying in the middle of the street!" Danny said heatedly, starting to feel nervous, "PLEASE just hold on I need to talk to you!"

Garyn unclenched her fists, and relaxed. Danny did the same.

"Who is she?" Garyn demanded, pointing at Sam.

"Sam Mansen. She's my friend, you can trust her she's with us." Danny said relived that he wouldn't have to wrestle the girl into submission. He gestured to the bed, "Have a seat?"

Garyn did so, rather grudgingly. Sam was looking even whiter than normal, and sat down heavily in Danny's chair at his desk.

"Before you passed out you mentioned that something was going to happen here in Amityville." Danny said, choosing his words carefully. He was watching Garyn's face intently, "Something demonic, you said? And it was the reason that all the other ghosts have cleared out of town?"

"Spectral beings." Garyn corrected sourly, "My guess is you've never met a real ghost. Or a demon for that matter."

"We went over this about a half hour ago." Danny reminded her, "OK…let's pick up that conversation where we left off, shall we?"
"Why would I?" Garyn scorned, "What good would it do you? The hellish forces are after me for escaping, and it's going to bring doom on your pathetic mortal world. I'm here to try and stop it because I might be the only one that can. You'd just get in my way."

"That's never stopped me before" Danny said flatly, eyes narrowed, "Spill the beans lady. Who, when, and where?"

Garyn glanced suspiciously across the room at Sam before those garnet eyes flickered back to the Halfling. This time she softned her gaze.

"Listen…human...ghost…whatever the heck you are. You have no idea what you're up against here. You'd best just stay inside when my former master surfaces, you'd never be the same after facing his legions."

"We can help, we really can!" Danny said, and edge creeping into his voice, "It's my world, too and I want to save it. You come falling out of the sky and tell me about how the Apocalypse or something is coming, and then you tell me that there's nothing I can do to stop it?"

"I've heard the stories about you, Halfling." Garyn said carefully, "And you seem powerful enough, but it's just to complicated for you."

"Try me." Danny challenged, a fire going in his eyes.

"This conversation is going in repetitive circles." Sam interjected sharply, suddenly rising, "Get to the point, both of you. Right now. Seriously…"

Danny frowned, and nodded at Garyn, "You first."

Garyn crossed her arms across her chest and said shortly, "Fire and Brimstone are coming to your world, and Amityville gets to host the event. Everything dies and comes to an end. This isn't your world's time, and I'm here to postpone its death. Having you running about underfoot would really cramp my style."

"Listen here." Danny replied, "It's my duty to save the world, I've gone it enough times to get a handle on it. I. Want. To. Help."

"Are you…a…" Garyn frowned, "How do you mortals say it…fool? You couldn't possibly help me…"

"But whoever is behind this must be pretty powerful if you're running from him right now instead of turning and fighting. So why not get some extra help?" Sam pointed out, "You just said yourself Danny might be powerful enough."

Garyn paused. She obviously had not thought of this.

"If you die it's not my fault and I will feel no guilt." The demon said swiftly.

"That's fine with me." Danny said, grinning.

"Wipe that idiot smile off your face, Halfling." Garyn snarled, "You'll regret my letting you help me once you actually get a handle on what's happening."

"Yeah, well until that time I'm ready for anything you throw at me." Danny said, "So when does this start?"

Garyn walked towards the window, examining the skyline. There was a tinge of red on it that Danny had a feeling wasn't the cause of the sunset.

She turned on her heel, and penetrated Sam and Danny with a hard look, "Sooner than you might think."