Alana gave a little nod, though she couldn't help but feel odd at the prospect of going through the things in the apartment, even with permission and in this situation. Still, she did, taking a quick look around, and then checking in a closet, where she found a broom. Not much, but it seemed a better improvised weapon than her U-lock for the moment, so she took it before rummaging a little more and finding a flashlight, which she stuffed into her pocket for the time being. It was then that she heard a door slam against a wall inside the apartment, and ran around the corner in time to see the bloodied man falling on top of Ashley. She could hear his teeth clack together as he bit at the air, trying to get to her.
"Get off her!" she yelled, pressing the broom against his neck and pushing hard to get him away from the other woman. The moment he topped off her, she reached down, grabbing onto Ashley's arm, dragging her to her feet and pulled her back with her. The man seemed unable to decide whether to just crawl over or get back to his feet, and was trying to do a bit of both at the same time. Alana glanced around, realizing they were in the kitchen now, and grabbed the first thing she saw - a good heavy frying pan. "St-stay down or I'll use this!" she warned, unable to bring herself to just hit him without trying, but he kept coming, and so she swung. There was a dull crack as the pan connected, and the man collapsed motionless on the floor.