[For the moment, panic sets in, and Kitty can't do anything but huddle in fear under her bed, hearing the tearing shreds, feeling the bed bounce and creak over her head. She covered her head with her hands, trying to make it stop. Surely this was just a really bad nightmare, right?]
Stop stop stop! [She was on the ground floor, and couldn't phase far enough down to wriggle away, so she was going to have to make a break for the door or one of the walls. She ran for the door first once she squirmed out (moving sideways so she wasn't exposed for too long laying prone on the floor) and could stand.]