She hadn't even heard the woman's voice.. she hadn't even heard Derek's.... she was listening to......
 
The past.
 
The rain stopped and it was muddy.. just like it was that day, in Ireland... she had run into an open ground.  She stopped and spun around, that scene playing over her surroundings as something -- fear -- clutched at her, clawed at her as it had before.  It was there.. after her  - and she had failed.
 
Like she did then she cried out and fell to her knees..
 
She had died.  That.. thing had killed her after taking the key.  She looked up just then and saw the two in the distance, maybe something inside of her recognizing the woman was different as she practically hissed "Stay away from me, don't touch me!"
 
Dead......

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