The last few minutes are a complete and utter blur. One minute I’m standing on the porch, squinting intently to try and catch as much of the action as I possibly can. The next minute, I’ve got hairy octopus tentacles slapping my mouth shut and dragging me into some sort of creeper van.
I don’t even know where this guy came from. My brain is struggling to remember all the details. I think Callie was fighting two people at once? Eileen was going to help but then Bea decided to… well be her b*tchy self. And when I looked back, Callie was wailing on Andrea with Herald nowhere in sight.
Apparently I was in his sights though, which is super awesome. Love that I now get to play the damsel in distress while everyone else fights for their lives. Never in my life have I hated being a human more than I do in this exact moment.