There are no easy answers to how the 2 little girls finally arrived  before that old, musty, dum and evil thing. Many things happened, some of them very sad and very grave, but true none the less, and permanent. Now they stand before that hideous creature of a god, a demon too ancient to have been swept away, a thing older than old and malignant with terrible purpose. 2 brave, confident little girls bravely stand before this beastie, this nastie, this bucket of yuck, their fists clench in pulse to their clenching jaws thinking of all that they had lost, all they had sacrificed to get here.