"...yeah. Actually. At least, I know someone knows I'm here. Unless this is one of those jobs where time is passing faster here than back home - "

It's been three days. Maggie would be home by now, assuming no one sent her a watcher spirit as soon as they realized Saturday was missing. Home, and probably finding a way to blame herself for this shitshow.

"I have people looking for me," she says with confidence. "And when they find me, they're gonna burn this place to the ground."