Dawn's lips pursed. It seemed as if they were all in the dark, then. There was no chance that she would leave- not only was there a rather...copious amount of blood within the walls, but...her hand, gloved, skimmed lightly against one of the corners, and came away slick. Fresh, too. It had been spilt not long before their arrival. There were far too many questions about this situation, and far too little answers.

Still, however, innocents came first. While all of the surrounding group was supernatural, there was no indication that they were anything but average civilians dragged into this mess. Several of them were...not taking things quite well, by the looks of it. Grabbing her sunhat from the floor, Dawn took a moment to smack some of the worst of the mess from it before planting it back on her head. "Hang on. I, um, think I might know a way to get us out of here." She lowered the brim of her hat, casting odd shadows across her face- the last thing she wanted was her face to turn into char if it happened to be daylight- then walked over to the nearest window. Dawn hooked her fingers into the planks, held fast, then pulled. There was a loud groaning sound, then a snap as the wood broke, sending splinters flying. Sunlight warmed the brim of her hat.

Pleased, Dawn moved a safe distance from the rays and continued to tear at the windows, widening the gap until it could reasonably fit the average person. Once finished, she stepped away, allowing the others to see what she had done. “It’s a bit...jagged,” she said, “so be careful, everyone.”  

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