Eddie laughed, shaking his head and leaning on the pole that was now better used as a blunt weapon. "Really." He snorted. "Really. You think I'm stupid enough to run about like a maniac with a mace through a heavily populated town? If you've been followin' me 'ow come you haven't seen no one else followin'? Why just you? Why isn't anyone else yellin' about a madman runnin' around like he's on the run from an asylum?" He was waving wildly now. "Think this is a movie or somethin'? Like they're all in on it?" He was annoyed now, but the anger was still there. He could sense the demon licking its wounds somewhere, and a whole week of tracking the little bastard was just flushed down the drain because this human couldn't keep his mouth shut.