[none, but the slam tells her he's a bit far off. all she has to do is get to the other door, because trying to unlatch the window in here is fruitless. instead, she crouches to the far door, the one away from his direction. all she has to do is quietly, quietly undo it, slide it open just enough with care. and then dart around into the next classroom, 3-C. it's a big loop in her head, and it would work -
if her cane hitting the ground didn't give a familiar tap, tap when she moves quickly and ducks into the next room. even though she's hiding behind the desks again in the next room, that sound still is enough to give a direction, an idea of where Helena's chosen to hide. not as loud as striking the earth, but a sound that follows her unless she takes great pains for it to not do so.]
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if her cane hitting the ground didn't give a familiar tap, tap when she moves quickly and ducks into the next room. even though she's hiding behind the desks again in the next room, that sound still is enough to give a direction, an idea of where Helena's chosen to hide. not as loud as striking the earth, but a sound that follows her unless she takes great pains for it to not do so.]