[ Sam shrugs. She would much rather run than fight, but there doesn't seem to be anywhere safe to run to. If it comes down to it, she prefers to go down swinging. ]

I just don't like the idea of being an easy target. If someone wants to take me out, I'm making them work for it.

[ That attitude has gotten her through situations she never expected to survive. Granted, there is a big difference between an asshole with a knife and an actual monster, but no one survives by counting themselves out. ]

I got fire. I'm not that great with it, but if I put my mind to it... I don't know, maybe I could at least light the Darkwalker up before it eats me.

Did you get one?