(Oh. Oh no))

Phoebe froze. This was [i] sue[/i]. Could she really hurt Sue? She turned around slowly, her eyes a little to wide, her nostrils flared. Like a deer in head lights.

Her breathing came in fast, shallow breaths. She pushed away from Sue and fled. She waved her hands, the vines lashing out, as if in protection.

She fled down the street.