The passage at the bottom of the stairs leads past two doors, both on the 
right. Dog Bite and Mickey take the first one; Hammer takes the other. The doors 
aren’t even locked. Hammer enters a room outfitted like a bedroom. A pair of
hot, red-tinted bodies twist and writhe on the bed, hands uplifted as if to 
cover their ears. Even as Hammer opens fire, one of the two bodies slips from 
the end of the bed and staggers around like a machine with blown circuits, 
before jerking spasmodically and falling. A pair of quick bursts is all it 
takes.