It stung, and I was momentarily blind before I managed to blink the worst of it away.  I wanted to blink more, faster, but the response was sluggish at best.  I couldn’t tell if my contacts were helping or hurting matters.

I guess at least they’d be shielding the pupil from the blood? Unless they started sliding.

I was put in mind of the incident just days before I’d gone out in costume.  The bathroom stall, the showering in juice. 

…oh yeah, this is absolutely the kind of situation where Skitter’s power would get a boost.

In fact, we’ve already seen that mentioned, indirectly. Her usual range is 2-3 blocks unless it’s grown again, but with the subconscious commanding, she pulled bugs from five blocks away.

It had started with cranberry juice in my eyes and hair.  How had I gotten from there to here? 

You fell headfirst on a rock with some raspberries hanging over it, and now the juice from those is sliding down your forehead.

Also, I didn’t think of it at the time as far as I can remember, cranberry juice is red. That’d really emphasizes the Carrie reference.

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