"I-I-I thinks at the far end of the upstairs area,"Haley stuttered,"we'll have to-"
She was cut off by the door at the end of the hall flying open and Courtney stumbling forward into her face, her .22 pistol flew from her hand and clattered to the floor.
A shadow passed over her, she rolled over to state up into the deathly face of the Tartok, it's cracked lips parted into a sneer, showing it's yellowed and chipped looking teeth.
"Oh My God!"She screamed,"Do something!"She screamed out toward the girls at the end of the hallway having seen them before she fell.

The Tartok reached down and grabbed her up by her hair and lifted her off her feet into the air.
She squealed and jerked and grabbed it's hands, trying to free herself.
Haley reached for her own pistol but found her pocket empty.
She must have lost her gun in the kitchen.
"W-what do we do?!"Haley said frantically.