Alice just sat there very still, looking scared and unsure what to do. She had no idea the things that walked the streets. She had always assumed everyone was human, because she never thought monsters or pixies or whathaveyou were real. But standing in front of her she saw for herself that those tattoos were fucking moving of their own accord and she felt herself beginning to panic.
Overall, Alice was a rather laidback person. But in this instance she felt her panic levels rising. She found it difficult to breathe and she felt rather suffocated. I won't hurt you... Well, hell, if that was supposed to calm her it did the very opposite. She felt lightheaded and when she went to stand, instead of balancing on her own two feet she instead passed out on the floor.