She grabs you round the neck, you scream for help but she is squeezing
and your scream is nothing more than a high-pitched squeal. You
stumble and fall to the ground.
Terrified, you back into a corner. Babara Follows you. You peer round
for a weapon, and throw your bike at her. Babara, who seemes
undettered, punches the bike away from her. You gasp, if she can do
that to the bike, what can she do to you?