She doesn't say anything, merely nods, even if Jamie can barely see it. With a shaking hand, she grabs the baton again and hits the box nearest where it was floating. At first, nothing happens. Without much strength, she's still very much out of it from all this terrible terror singing inside her veins and sapping her strength, but after the third hit, she regains enough confidence that the fourth one is strong enough to make the hatchet open.

Near automatically, her eyes close in fear of what's going to come out...