As the first of what, she now realises, are many figures, comes out of the fog, her hopeful greeting dies in her throat. Her already doe-like eyes become huge, and her hands fly to her mouth. She hears herself make a pathetic little ‘eep’noise. In her head she hears her shitty little brother taunting ‘Miho’s gunna die, and she said ‘eep’!’ Despite the horror flooding her already overloaded system, that last bit really pisses her off.
The first of the ‘figures’ seems to suddenly notice her, and lurches into a run, straight at her, that will bring them together in seconds. Seconds she realises will be her last.