Take no chances. charge her. she's half your size.
From Create Your Own Story
You just can't risk it. Sick or not, she's just admitted to killing someone. Maybe she did, maybe she didn't, but that's blood on her knitting needle and you sure as hell aren't going to let her try to harm you.
You dig a heel into the carpet, and then dash in her direction. Her expression doesn't change as you barrel towards her, but she raises the needle slowly to strike. Unfortunately for her, her age is advanced enough that speed isn't her option, and you slam your shoulder square into her chest and your tuck your head down and collide with her like a freight train. It picks the old woman up off her feet and tosses her backwards like a rag-doll, dropping her to the floor with a thud and crack that you imagine was most of her frail bones snapping in half.
You stumble to a stop just past her and turn to look. She's on her back, flailing like a turtle, but one of her legs is disjointed and snapped off to the side like her hip completely separated inside her old skin.
"You little shit," she growls. "Get over her and choke me with cock!"
You can't believe what you're hearing, but you don't have time to sort it out. You open the window and the end of the hall, reach through and drop your bag onto the fire escape, and get one leg up to get through. You give the old woman one last look, and are surprised to see her rolling over to drag herself towards you. "Choke...."she growls slowly. "...cock..." she growls again. Her claw like fingers dig into the carpet as she pulls herself towards you, dragging her body along.
