She calls out to the visitor

Heart beating fast, Annette decided that the safer choice of action was to identify the person behind her door. From a safe distance, she cupped her hands around the sides of her mouth and yelled...

"W-WHO IS IT?! - AND WHAT DO YOU NEED?!"

Instantly she began to doubt her action, thinking it cold and possibly cruel to not tend to the individual groaning on the other side. Slowly though, she felt more and more vindicated as seconds went by with no response - no whimper or plea for help, but the aggressive attacks on the door resumed once more, louder and faster than before.

*BANG*... *BANG* ... *BANG*

Her blood went cold and took a couple hesitant steps back - whatever was out there WAS getting into her house - she watched in terror the frames on the door began to buckle and pieces started to break off. Annette took a moment to examine her options...

She could try and find a place to hide, but where? and was it even viable now that she'd just audibly announced her presence?

Or she could open the door and gamble that the person trying to gain entry was a victim rather than the aggressor of whatever is happening to the village...?

Assuming it was somebody dangerous, did she have enough time to run into the kitchen, grab the key to the back door and escape her house before her front door gave way?

None of her options were particularly appealing, but she was at a crossroads and had to decide.