Daisy sighed, then got up and walked to the door, wincing at the pain as she held her shirt up. "Who's there?" she asked, leaning against the door; she had to make sure it was someone she already knew.
"It's us, Daisy," Clare said. "We've got Sierra's body."
Sighing in relief, Daisy opened the door, looking at Alka and Clare. "Hey guys," she said, smiling painfully. "Do you like my costume?"