That'll work! [ Sam rushes over quickly and positions herself to pull the shelf from the opposite end. The banging on the other side of the door grows louder, harder, more insistent. The shelf makes an awful screech against the floor as they drag it along, leaving a trail of scuff lines on the shiny wood floor.
By some miracle, they're propping the shelf up to the door just as the wood begins to splinter. Sam gathers some fallen books and dumps them back on the shelf for whatever weight they're worth. ]
Now the table. [ She kicks a few chairs aside and lifts one end of the kitchen table, starts to drag it without waiting for the girl to catch up. It's heavier than it looks, made of real, solid wood rather than the cheap particle board they use in the future. That's promising, but Sam isn't going to leave their fate to chance wherever she can help it.
Once the table is in place, she hurries back to the kitchen space, rummaging furiously until she locates an iron pan and a carving knife. She keeps the knife for herself, hands the pan to the girl. ] If it breaks through, you run. Use this as a last resort if it corners you.
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By some miracle, they're propping the shelf up to the door just as the wood begins to splinter. Sam gathers some fallen books and dumps them back on the shelf for whatever weight they're worth. ]
Now the table. [ She kicks a few chairs aside and lifts one end of the kitchen table, starts to drag it without waiting for the girl to catch up. It's heavier than it looks, made of real, solid wood rather than the cheap particle board they use in the future. That's promising, but Sam isn't going to leave their fate to chance wherever she can help it.
Once the table is in place, she hurries back to the kitchen space, rummaging furiously until she locates an iron pan and a carving knife. She keeps the knife for herself, hands the pan to the girl. ] If it breaks through, you run. Use this as a last resort if it corners you.