"A demon?" He then shakes his head. "Nevermind. I'll ask you later when we're not getting chased down from an evil light show."

But that evil lightshow is going to finally all upo9n them and it's a mess of noise and lights so bright that it blinds them. It leaves Neal with a roaring headache, the kind that leaves him spinning and reeling.

It was a damn migraine. He was getting a migraine in his sleep. Damnit.