She knows they are here. She can hear them.
She runs, harder and faster than she ever has in her life. Faster than when she thought Jared was a Soul, harder than she did to get to Jamie.
This was running back to both of them, of sorts, but she knew she'd never get there.
They'd catch her first, and twist her into something she wasn't. They'd take her out and stuff something else in, something to take over her head and tell them where Jared was, where Jamie was.
She couldn't do that to them, she refused to.
And she couldn't outrun this one.
But there was one other way out, the only reason why she was this many floors up in the first place.
She dived for the first window she saw.