Kitty Lee
Kitty had been about a hundred percent willing to just lie on the floor. That is...
had 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
definitely 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
way too much pain to deal with this right now.
"So," she said groggily, in Graham's direction.
"Anyone else think we've seen entirely too many horrifying monsters today?"