"-Shit. Guess it's time to find out whether or not this thing actually works." She gestures at her attempt at a time machine.

"I'll get our supplies." Luckily most of them are together; still, there's some they'd been using that still need packing up.

Bina gets to her feet -

And her hand lands on her grandmother's scarf.

...Well, it's convenient for tying up her hair, which she does. She'll examine the dream scarf problem later.

"What do we need to do, for the machine?"

"It needs 'unlight', which, I think, means your arm woo-woo. And then I kind of...try to tune it in? To the break? With these," she indicates the relevant pieces, which are a bit makeshift. "They should kind of...vibrate? When I find the right place with the n-tuning. It's...a little imprecise."

"Where - well, when - are we aiming?"

"Approximately? That moment with the TV. We've got that piece to use as a...focus? I guess?"

She nods. "We might want to be careful we don't land on ourselves. I wouldn't like the backlash from that."

"I think I can avoid that? The damage... I think the big damage was done after-or-as you were leaving?"

"Then we really don't want to land on the Corpse."

"As much as I love running for my life, yeah, let's avoid that."

"Can we target location at all?"

"Kind of? I don't understand all of it, but direct n-tuning appears to be through time," she indicates one of her tuning devices, "lateral n-tuning appears to mean through space?" She indicates the other. "Unless I've got that vastly wrong."

"You'll know more -"

There's the sound of breaking glass from upstairs, and a series of thumps.

"-Shit. Out of time. Can you-?" Jenn gestures vaguely at Bina's arm.

"Yeah, flashlight's probably safer - "

She grabs one in her right hand, flicks it on, and shines the green beam at the floor. There's already growing cracks in the air, and it's getting cold. "Where?"

Jenn points at where she wants the unlight.

She'll shine it.

Elizabeth will position herself at the edge of the base of the stairs with one of the makeshift weapons she's fashioned.

And Jenn will start trying to tune in a time machine.

There's a series of breaking sounds from upstairs, some banging on their blocked windows and doors downstairs - 

And a Naught that appears to have crawled through the chest cavity of another Naught and gotten stuck that way flails to the top of the stairs.

She will not panic. This is fine. She can do this. She just needs to stay focused on finding the space-

"There's nothing," she says, her tone completely flat.

"Did you screw up?" Bina asks, grabbing a hammer in her unoccupied hand.

"What? I- no. I don't think so-"

"Then  try again."

Jenn breathes, and tries again.

It's faint, but-

But it's all she's got. And they're running out of time.

So she activates it.