Despite the ability to lift cars and rip things from the ground, Sandy reaches into her truck and grabs her crowbar.  Then it's off to the SUV and climbing into it. "Didn't I just say that we shouldn't split up?!" She yells at the other car as the others climb in and drive off.  She mumbles something under her breath about to follow them when she remembers that they have other people at the hospital.  "Damn it." She then shifts the car into gear and turns it around so they can speed off in the direction of the hospital.  She doesn't go too fast, but not crawling either, if she sees something they need to run away from, she's certainly prepared to do that....though she'd feel safer in her truck, or a car lower to the ground.  However, as they arrive, she slams on the brakes and climbs out of the car, following the other two in and then popping her brows up when she sees the other three in the place...crowbar in her right hand, her left in her jacket pocket.<br/><br/>"What Jack means to say is that we followed rule number one for any horror movie, we split up." She grumbles and looks around the room.  Not only did they split up, but they put both of their offensive players onto one team, and the two defensive players on the other team.  It'd be all around better if they had just stuck together.  "I don't agree with barricading ourselves, unless it's for the night.  And even then it'd have to be a room with lights that aren't connected to the main grid." She shrugs.  No way is she going to fight that damn dog thing in the dark.  Creeps her out just thinking about it.  "Hey, maybe we should get some portable search lights while we're at the hardware store..."