You stop her before she can run too far.
The woman looks terrified, of course. That is all you notice at
first... well, that and the screaming. You've never heard anyone
scream so loud in your entire life.
"Ma'am." you say to catch her attention as she runs past
you. She is obviously not paying attention to anything but a complete
and utter fear of that house.
"Ma'am." You say more firmly after stepping in front of her.
She stops screaming and looks you straight in the face. Your eyes meet
for less than a moment - just enough time for you to sense the pure
hysteria in her eyes. Then the moment passes and she is once again
attempting to get around you to keep running. You stepp from side to
side, blocking her way.
"Ma'am" You say, even more forcefully. She looks at you
again, for longer this time.
"What are you running from?" You ask, articulating every
word carefully to make sure she understands.
"It." she manages to choke out, trading her screaming in for
violent sobbing.
"What is 'it'?" you ask. You're not giving up until you get
an acceptable answer.
"The mm-mm- MOUSE!"
