Try an ambush

Everyone screams and dives for cover, Roxy ducking and putting her back to the side of the dresser as Kris tumbles off the bed to the floor, and Karen ducks, still on the bed. You scramble to the side of the door. There’s no time; the music is still playing.

The door bursts open and the barrel of a gun comes through.

You throw yourself into the door, bashing the intruder against the doorframe.

The gun goes off, but you got the attacker good. She cries out, but also pushes back. You hit the wall and the door hits you, but the gun has fallen to the ground.

You fire the revolver in your hand through the door with another terrible bang, your head spinning from hitting the wall. You grab the exposed barrel of the gun on the ground and yank it through into the room so the attacker doesn’t get her hands on it.

You pick yourself up, but only then notice the blood all over the wall. Roxy is on the bed with Karen, putting pressure on a wound. Kris is just getting up to try to help. Your ears ring from the shots and the music is drowning everything out. Your head hurts.

You open the door, finding… no one. She ran?

You cautiously go out into the hallway with your gun in hand. You don’t know how to use that big gun on the floor of the bedroom.

You spot movement and turn sharply with the gun, but it’s Lisey. She raises her hands, looking shocked.

“What’s happening?” she demands. She must have heard the shots.

The phone line has been cut; there won’t be an ambulance. You don’t know how bad Karen is hurt, but there was a lot of blood on the wall. Roxy’s doing her best, but you don’t know what the prognosis is. But there’s no blood on the floor of the hallway. You didn’t hit the attacker with your wild shot through the door.

Escort the others to safety?

Or hunt the intruder?