barely took a few steps outside her room before noticing three other guests, one covered in blood and another completely panicked. The blonde had a right to be panicked though as she was visibly trying to bar the door shut with a chair--a chair that was starting to collapse after repeated blows from inside her room. The man with the blood on him seemed to try to take charge of the situation. He seemed capable, but he was bleeding from the forehead.This is quite the clusterfuck.
Maria recognized these folks from the cruise over to the Island and figured that all the guests could be in serious danger. In the confusion, she managed to pick out the words "knife," "killer," and "fuck." It didn't take much assessment for her to decide that she would help the others in any way she could. Spotting a fire extinguisher in its case on the wall, Maria moved over and grabbed it before following the rest of the group into the room.
"Hey," she shouted. "When we're ready to confront him, I'll spray him. That should disorient him long enough for Conan here to take care of him."