[b]Valentina Vetrov - Haywood - Robert/Daniel/Shannon/Emma/Rob[/b]

Valentina struggled and cried all the harder when she could feel someone taking her, but she couldn't put up much of a fight - even before the hard knock in her face by the Something, she wasn't much of a threat without a loaded gun. All the girl could do was to make it difficult for whoever was trying to take her. Not before long, the woman tried to take her snub-nosed revolver away, but Valentina held on hard. "Nnn-! No!" She screamed, barely intelligible at first before the simple word became a little more familiar to her. Valentina made a fist around her precious gun, which had belonged to her elder sister, but the woman was able to undo it and take it away, "NO!!!"

Blood was dripping down her nose (and her mouth, as one would discover if they look a little more closely) like a river, down her cheek and chin, slithering down her neck and onto her jacket and shirt underneath... Valentina's sight had returned, but only for bright light to obscure much of it such that only vague shapes were apparent to her. Somewhere along the way out of the house, her eyepatch had come undone as she struggled like a possessed girl, and her milky white iris was exposed to the world unbeknownst to her.

And all the way out, she was crying, screaming and kicking.