Lily stood a few feet from Adam, starring at the beast before her. She was no stranger to oddities, deformities, gruesomeness, or gore. But the creature was something else entirely and even Lily found herself petrified with fear. Shakily she raised her pistol to bare on the creature that was several times her size in hopes that perhaps her simple weapon could assist in bringing down the foe. Lily, however, very much doubted that had she a proper pistol it would do much good. Besides that, her forte was using her brain, and all though her primitive urges told her she needed to attack the beast or run away, she knew survival hinged on a calm mind and a good idea. 

Taking some small comfort in the fact that the monster's attention had been focused upon Adam, Lily put her pistol away and focused all her energy into thinking of a solution. She pulled every thought that seemed relevant to the issue at hand to the forefront of her consciousness and created a massive web of thoughts and ideas all to answer one question. How do bring down the beast.

Lily was no stranger to the resurrection of the dead. She had experimented in the idea for several months a few years ago. She made several small successes involving a twitching frog and a blinking pig head. However she had ended her experiments do to a mix of moral apprehension and a basic lacking of the kind of mind required to tackle such a topic. Regardless, the small research she did gave her enough insight to come up with several possibilities as to how Isabeau created her beast. Based on the equipment Lily saw at Isabeau's home she was able to narrow down most of these, and the natural laws and plain logic narrowed down more. The few theories that were left standing gave little insight however into a method to kill the creature.

Lily's next line of thought involved taking in the capabilities and talents of those left in the field and attempting to formulate a strategy. This yielded poor results as she barely knew everyone's name let alone their talents or areas of expertise. Based on the garb, stances, and tools carried by some she was able to make guesses as to what roles each could fill but it was not the time for guesses, even well founded ones. 

Idea after idea flew through her head and all were quickly dismissed. In Lily's mind she had spent several minutes on the task but in reality had been barely 5 seconds. In those 5 seconds though the creature had begun to charge at Adam. Lily frantically scoured her mind for even the most desperate of ideas. Her mind settled on a book with a familiar topic and a creature who feared fire, which at first seemed the most useless of thoughts, however; As this thought passed through her mind Lily took notice of the stitches that held the monstrosity together like a quilt that had been patched far too many times. Though many things could be said about the stitching, its gruesome appearance, the quality of the thread, the clear expertise of the person who had done the stitching. There was only one fact of the creatures tenuous method of attachment that Lily cared about, which was that thread was flammable, and how much could the creature do when that which held it together was burned away. 

Acting quickly Lily tackled Adam out of the way of the charging beast. The two of them hit the ground just barely out of range of the monster's assault. Scrambling to her feet, Lily pulled out the lantern she kept with her and with a powerful twist and snap ripped the oil reservoir out of it. As the beast turned Lily unscrewed the wick from the top of the reservoir and threw the reservoir as strong as she could at the beast. Luckily the monster's size and alarmingly close proximity made it easy to hit her target. The Reservoir impacted the monster's chest and spilled an acceptable amount of oil all over the creature. The reservoir landed on the ground between the bests legs and the contents continued to drain into the grass, filling the air with the stinging smell of lantern oil. Knowing the beast would move to attack and step out of the pool of oil forming at its feet, Lily leaped forward to stand before it. The creature seemed surprised at this maneuver, though it was hard to tell what emotion the beasts patchwork face was attempting to show. It's confusion barely lasted a second and it raised both hands into the air in great fists like a gorilla, clearly intent on slamming them down upon Lily which would no doubt crush her pathetically. The monster's moment of confusion and raising of limbs gave lily just enough time to pull a lighter from one of her pouches light it, mercifully in one strike, and toss it at the beasts chest. Instantly fire bust into being as the lighters flame made contact with the oil. The creature seemed to forget about its attack and screamed out, either from pain, surprise, or anger, was unclear. The lighter continued on its journey as it fell to the ground, causing more flames to burst into being under the beast. It was at this point Lily regretted standing as close as she was as the oil had spread much farther than she thought in such a short time, in fact the puddle was both under the beast, and under her. The flames that burst out from under her caused her to scream out in surprise and pain. The flames quietly set her dress a lite. Lily made to move away from the beast and extinguish her own fire, however before she could the flames that now clung to her dress had quickly made their way to her pouches. There was a sudden explosion as the fires made their way into a pouch filled with the sorts of things one would normally make a point to keep away from fires. The explosion was not that large but it was enough to send Lily flying backward several feet into the wall of the mill. The wood planks resisted the flying woman and she fell to the ground, the wind knocked out of her and her head spinning and unable to focus. The fires on her dress had found the pouches filled with notebooks and hungerly ate them to grow much larger. The fire on Lily's body also began to spread through the grass and up the planks of the mill's exterior. 

Lily's head spun and she found it difficult to focus, but thankfully she was coherent enough to still remember her current burning situation. Using the wall of the mill as support she stood up and retrieved a knife from an unburnt pouch. She cut away the pouches that were aflame and cut through the top layer of her dress and kicked it away. Though the fire had began to burn through the second layer, that part of her dress was thankfully not on fire. The remains of her discarded dress were now a massive fireball.

Lily looked to the beast to see if her attempts to harm it had been in vain. Everything around her was blurred, however the trashing glowing orange form a rather large individual revealed that Lily's plan had worked. The beast was burning, and even if it's skin survived the fire the stitches would not, and the creature would fall to bits.

Lily stumbled backwards away from the fires and managed to get a few steps before falling back to the ground. As she hit the ground everything went black. Before her mind plunged into darkness, Lily couldn't help but wonder if basing her plan off a 50 year old work of fiction was the sort of brilliant idea Adam was hopping for.