Carmo opened her mouth to reply, but instead something that was a mix between a sob and a gasp escaped her lips. Clamping a hand over her mouth, she breathed in, trying vainly to get back some control. Eventually she just shook her head. She hadn't even [i]seen[/i] whatever it was, let alone get close enough for it to attack her. 

With her free hand she searched around on the floor next to her until she found her bat. Carmo pushed herself up, using it to steady herself. Still shaking, she breathed in one last time. 

"There's first aide stuff in the bathroom for your shoulder," she said in a quivering voice. "Pass me your phone. I need to take a picture of whatever it did to the front door." Actually, she needed to throw up. Or wake up. But she was trying very hard not to think about that.