Commercials. Back in the dark room, lots of invisible slashing and stop-motion camera work and strange metallic yelps and yawps. All while Daddy keeps up a steady "AAAARRRRGGGHHH! AAAAARRRRGGGHHH!!" like, take it down a notch, Papa. Sam tells them all to shut their eyes as he struggles toward his Preparedness Kit. He yells some nonsense about "lighting up" the shadow demons just before lighting an intensely bright flare in the room that sizzles and smokes as it fills the room with light. I will never understand what this particular technique has to do with dispensing the demons, since the shadows were avowedly not connected to the daevas' power or existence, so I don't see how lighting them up would get rid of them. We'll just leave it at that. The three stagger out of the room, coughing and leaning on one another. Poor fellows and their repeated tragic fleeing from brightly lit, smoky, demon-filled rooms. The more things change, the more they, well, you know.