Her eyes were focusing a little, enough to make outlines. And movement. Why was there movement? She was thankful for enhanced senses beyond what normal humans had, even though it still seemed a little stifled here. Darkness had never been an issue for her before waking up here. She didn't even know why it was an issue now, only that being in the dark, right here and right now, was a Very Bad Thing. And she could still see things moving where there shouldn't be anything.

A whisper of air brushed against her cheek and she moved, spinning faster than human eyes should be able to follow, her back pressed against the wall by the infirmary door. "Shit," she hissed out again, barely paying attention to Zack's whine this time, her focus completely shot in the rush of fear-driven adrenaline. "I have to get out of here. There's... there's things..."

Another shadow moved, off to her right, and that was enough to spur her in the opposite direction, backing away down the hallway in the direction they'd originally come from, her useless flashlight gripped in her right hand like a weapon.