["Help" would be what a reasonable person would do. Fang knew someone else was there, and that someone had just run screaming; it didn't seem important. Like Maria, she had her hand pressed against the glass, but her expression was focused, almost a little angry.]
C'mon, c'mon...
[She passed through once, or... whatever the hell just happened. Then, the bell started tolling, and the woman's expression flashed into something awfully close to panic. Something about the sound made her skin crawl, a kind of... something was neigh, and she wasn't where she was supposed to be. With a snarl, Fang desperately struck the mirror—and winced as a pain shot through her chest.]
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C'mon, c'mon...
[She passed through once, or... whatever the hell just happened. Then, the bell started tolling, and the woman's expression flashed into something awfully close to panic. Something about the sound made her skin crawl, a kind of... something was neigh, and she wasn't where she was supposed to be. With a snarl, Fang desperately struck the mirror—and winced as a pain shot through her chest.]
Damn it!