The scream confirms it, really, that it looks bad, that she looks terrifying — Abby wants to scream too and makes a wet sucking noise as she tries to pull in enough air to do anything. What comes back out is more of a groan than a scream.

She grabs his arm to keep him from getting away. Yeah he's scared but can he think about how fucked up this is for her for three seconds—

Get it off of me.

Her yellow eye is staring at him, pleading, and her free hand is already raking at her midriff, peeling wet clumps and trying to slough it off but she can barely keep up with it.