Harry lunged for the door, pulling Daniel to his feet as he went.
“It's Rick!” he shouted at Ryland above the cacophony “We need to help him!!”
Daniel, eyes staring, couldn’t think. The noise battered him, almost pinned him into submission, but Harry raised him off his feet with one hand, decided against carrying him, and let him go again. Daniel almost slumped to the floor but through pure reflex he saved himself.
Another noise upstairs fuelled the confusion - a heart-quavering roar, which forced Daniel back to full awareness and reminded him, sound and smell, of a flame-thrower.