Jane's body landed with only a small thud, her body unmoving.

There were some sharp cries from many of the children, and Jacob focused on the task ahead. "Emma! Cover me!"

"Jacob, no! You can't go down there!" Emma grabbed his hand. "What if you get hurt? It already hurt Jane-"

"She might be dead," Enoch intoned from the back of the group. "Or worse!"

"Enoch, shut up," Evelyn muttered. Her sister was dead, there was still a hollow, and now-

"Evelyn, look," Victor whispered, pointing at Jane's body. There was a flicker of movement, and Jane's hair started to blow in an unseen wind. Her red hair was building up, like a flame. She jerked her head up, and Evelyn almost let out a scream. 

Jane's eyes had turned black as a shark's, and when she smiled at them her teeth were pointed, while black smoke started to pour out.

The children watched in horror as Jane stumbled to her feet, a puppet with its strings. Her head turned 180 as she stared at the hollow.

The sky turned black, and Jane seemed to take in a deep breath. Pollution, smoke, and various other gases from around the world seemed to flock to her. She let out an ear-piercing scream, and all of the blackness surrounding her and inside her lungs flew towards the hollow. 

The hollow was dead before it could move a muscle. 

Jane collapsed onto the ground yet again, and Emma scurried down to her using the elevator rope.

She grabbed Jane, her head lolling to the side as Emma did so, and Emma hoisted Jane up. 

Jane opened one eye when she got to the top. "Diiid we wiinn?" Before falling back to sleep, snoring loudly.