“From who?”
[ His brow furrows in confusion as he stares at her — usually people go to Scott for the help. He’s already looking past her to see if he can spot anything out of the ordinary. ]
“I don’t know who, but someone is chasing me and I can’t get away and can you just please help before whoever it is catches me and I don’t know rapes me or something!?”
[The breathless sentence pelts out of her mouth in an unbroken gasp and she dodges behind his greater height.]