She cursed under her breath, focusing all her attention on her feet, which were starting to lose their grip on the ceiling. And in this momentary gap, Katie's hand shot out, grabbing Anna's wrist, twisting and pulling. Now her muttered voice turned into full blown swearing as she wildly swung towards the ground, feet flailing to catch onto something. A desperate plot form in her head and, as she came around towards Katie's head, she kicked out, giving herself enough momentum to fly over the upside-down girl's head and back onto the ceiling, hand still twisted behind her.