AVP Ultimate Prey 33

Before she could focus her next thought, the front door was ripped out of its frame. Jazz didn't wait to invite the bear inside; she squeezed the trigger, staggering back as the Mossberg kicked. Something screamed, a crazy sound her mind couldn't identify; suddenly, a dark figure scrambled through the opening. Not only was it too fast for her eyes to track, it hit her across the shins right after she primed the shotgun again but before she could fire it; she pitched forward like a too-slow quarterback taken down by a defensive lineman.-pg.250-251 chpt.9

Jazz didn't see the gaping shotgun wound she was hoping for.-pg.252 chpt.9