[The redhead leaned forward some in her chair to pick out the spots Carrie was pointing at, and she was grinning by the end. It was actually pretty easy to picture, really, all the little details.]

But by the time he got from the coffee shop to there wouldn't the jogger already be eaten? Or maybe...

[She narrows her eyes and tugs her hand out from under the blanket, pointing.]

Like, if the monster is dragging the victim through that clearing there, nobody could really see it cause of the trees but the guy there, the hero, he could cause of that big street light in the way...