"Samantha, what are you doing?" Prudence wailed, clutching her injured hand.
A rush of cold air seemed to wash over Samantha at the sight of her injured friend. She saw the frightened line of girls against the wall, who cringed as one when they met her eyes. At her feet, blood dripped from Helena's nose down to her chin. What have I done? Samantha thought.
Outside she heard Pryde's dogs howling and clawing at the walls. One leapt high enough that its angry black snout appeared in the window. The dog's claws caught on the windowsill for a moment before it slipped and fell back to the ground. The other girls screamed, kneeling down to form a protective circle on the floor. Amidst all this confusion, Samantha fainted, reentering the darkness of her dream.