I was off the hook, yo. But not in a killy way. Just in a scary, 'demon special effects to frighten the tits off the holy men' way. And Caoilfhionn did really well, even though she pulled my goddamn hair. He didn't even join in to smash anything because she didn't think she could keep herself from not smashing...very, very eagerly. In the end, only Caoilfhionn and I went in (I volunteered, Peter didn't send me...) and it worked. And just in case it didn't, the cavalry were waiting outside. I'm glad it wasn't necessary.
Red hot pokers hurt like a bitch! Fuckin' things. Fuck.