[center][color=f49ac2][u][b]Kitty Lee[/b][/u][/color][/center]

Kitty had been about a hundred percent willing to just lie on the floor. That is... [i]had[/i] been.

When the ceiling started making strange noises? Okay, maybe not so willing anymore.

She scrambled into a sitting position, ignoring the throbbing pain in her arm --now that she'd gotten a good look at it, that was [i]definitely[/i] not a good angle for an arm to be at, and, oh god, that was a lot of blood-- just in time to see what was basically something out of a horror movie emerge from the ceiling.

If she wasn't so dizzy from hitting her head against the floor, she'd probably have had a more interesting reaction. As it was, she could only state at it, slightly dazed from the general pain of her broken arm and what was probably a minor concussion.

The thing said something about eating her. Kitty thought about it, and then lay right back down. She was in [i]way[/i] too much pain to deal with this right now.

[color=f6989d]"So,"[/color] she said groggily, in Graham's direction. [color=f6989d]"Anyone else think we've seen entirely too many horrifying monsters today?"[/color]