"Ugh, gross!" Caroline's tried to suck some of the blood out of the nightrender's neck, hoping that'll do a more effective job of keeping it down and out, but the creature's veins seem to be filled with the most foul, disgusting, decaying, motor oil-like blood Caroline's ever put in her mouth. She can't help but gag on it, spilling a bunch down her chin and onto the front of her tattered white dress.

She yanks the nightrender's neck with a crack, and it goes limp in her hands, but she knows she's only bought the two of them a few seconds of time. The girl she just rescued is alive and getting up and armed. Caroline gets just enough of a moment to realize that before the nightrender comes to and sinks its claws into her shoulder.

"Bunny Ears! A little help here!" Caroline screams, pained.