[Regan lays on her bed, her hair and clothes drenched in sweat as her chest rises and falls quickly as she breathes deep and fast. The demon is taking over as the witching hour approaches.] Regan's eyes snap open, glowing red, then locking onto you as she fixes you with a demonic grin Why are you here? What do you want? Are you my new toy? she leers at you in a playful manner