Easy there... it's a drug. A hallucination. It'll fade. Don't try to burn anything. That could make things much worse...

[She was holding herself and breathing softly, trying to get her heart rate to calm down.]

Keep your eyes closed. Bob'll run if anything happens... I'll let out Sharona, in case.

[Her own omen emerged, lingering by the cart, out of sight of either. It could sense her distress, but thankfully they'd given the bastards the slip for now. They had to wait this whole thing out, though.]