Up one flight, they flank the door to the second floor. Hammer�s sure that 
the bang came from higher up, but he�s going to be methodical and check things 
out. Mickey sets himself and nods. Hammer yanks the door open. Mickey darts 
inside and Hammer follows. There�s no sign that anyone�s been there, so they 
head on up the stairs to flank the door to the third floor. Mickey sets himself 
and nods. Hammer reaches across for the door handle and suddenly the door is 
swinging open, ramming into him like a freight train and slamming him back off 
his feet, clutching at his bloody hand. Her claws raked his flesh even as the weight of 
her paw drove the gun from his grip. Now she advances, bounding up again and 
again, slamming at him with her forepaws, slashing with her claws. Hammer pulls 
another gun. She slaps it away. He pulls a knife. She smashes it from his hand 
and claws his arm from shoulder to wrist. He screams and falls over backward, 
tumbles over the floor, scrambles up and starts running, but she’s already
there, slapping him down, down and down and down, till he rolls screaming onto 
his back.