She moved back as the doctor stepped in.  He would take care of this evil man!  He would show him that God didn't care about anyone.  She watched as the man grabbed the fire extinguisher from the wall and ran at the doctor.  This would not do at all.  She took about the room.  This was an odd place.  What kind of asylum left harmful things lying around?  Oh well, if the doctor didn't have it under control she could certainly take care of herself.  She reached out to a nearby table picking up an ink pin.  If he came for her, she'd stab him.  Her resolve brought a calm to her mind.  The watching presence, slowly slipping from her thoughts as she focused on the one thought, blood is the price paid by evil men.