Her first impulse is to just stomp on the things, and she almost goes through with it - her foot was already well off the ground - before realising that it would be perfectly characteristic of Mayfield for the hands to simply pull her down and drown her in the blood, or maybe just bring her into some bizarre alternate dimension. That would be quite Twilight Zone-y, actually. But then again, so is this whole ordeal, so it wouldn't be that surprising.
Plus, there's the whole... not being in a condition to put up much of a fight thing. That could be a problem too.
She tries to keep calm - with relative success; her string of impolite interjections is kept between gritted teeth - and grabs a pebble off the ground. Deciding that's as good of an idea as any other for now, she throws it at the blood to measure its depth.
Or maybe she could just start pelting the hands with more pebbles from a safe distance.]
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Her first impulse is to just stomp on the things, and she almost goes through with it - her foot was already well off the ground - before realising that it would be perfectly characteristic of Mayfield for the hands to simply pull her down and drown her in the blood, or maybe just bring her into some bizarre alternate dimension. That would be quite Twilight Zone-y, actually. But then again, so is this whole ordeal, so it wouldn't be that surprising.
Plus, there's the whole... not being in a condition to put up much of a fight thing. That could be a problem too.
She tries to keep calm - with relative success; her string of impolite interjections is kept between gritted teeth - and grabs a pebble off the ground. Deciding that's as good of an idea as any other for now, she throws it at the blood to measure its depth.
Or maybe she could just start pelting the hands with more pebbles from a safe distance.]