Molly was sprawled out on her stomach on the floor. She had stopped moving. Cecilia had screamed, but she wasn't melting. That was good. That was great. Not only was she not a vampire, but Molly wouldn't get in trouble for accidentally killing her if she was, because she was pretty sure Hank liked looking at her.
He did, right?
Because she had nice legs from what Molly could see. Victor would have liked her. "I tripped!" She said quickly attempting to get up. Scrambling as best she could, she slipped a few times before she started to crawl toward the door and awaaaaaaaaaay.