[For this you can see Amy running down a hallway and you can see furniture and things being torn apart as she runs. I think I'll have Amy set a trap and be scrambling away to safety. The end goal would be her room for more salt. For the sake of the event, Amy probably talked a bit to Cordelia a bit on the first day, told her to stay safe and stock up on salt for whatever good that would do.]

Amy shakes the container of salt she has and frowns when she realizes how low it has gotten. She's used it a fair amount to at least give her some running room while she's been flitting about like an idiot. She needs to get back to her room and pull out a whole ton more if she wants to survive all of this. She's at least on the second floor so it isn't that far of a run. She had carefully set up furniture and things so she could somewhat track the invisible beasts.

She peeks around the corner of the salted door frame and tries to spot if anything has shifted since her last look.