They tromped to the fifth floor. The stairs kept going but probably to a roof, which was the worst possible place to go. Good, good, keep thinking about these things, keep understanding possibilities and consequences. Sloan yanked Delaney's wrist and they stumbled into a short hallway of four doors.

She kicked in the first door and a grandmother on a sofa screamed. "You saw nothing!" Sloan yelled before running for the second door and smashing it open.

The second room seemed empty, with a barren square space furnished by a single dusty table. Sloan flung Delaney inside and tried to shut the door, but she had mangled the bolt and it only butted against the frame. At the end of the hall, the Terminatrix emerged.

(Chapter 18)