I forced myself to leave yesterday's segment alone and moved on to a different event. Got from start to finish with 1862 words. Like yesterday's, it's pretty horrible, sparse to the point of reading like a shopping list. The focus of the whole thing is character rather than action. What I've got down is the thing that happened. What I'll be doing on first revisions is trying to capture some unwary soul and attaching it to the story.
The thought occurs to me, though, that this is where practice, frequency of writing sessions, comes in, where it becomes more automatic to include meat with bones on first draft, to be revised and refined later but still serviceable as a first draft. Similar to yesterday, I think the word count will at least double when edited.
Back to work tomorrow, but still home alone for another few days so no excuses.