Lila's point of view
I was scared of getting hit by flying bullets, so I crouched outside and thought of what to do to protect myself. Thankfully, I found something. In front of a room down the hallway was a food trolley with an employee of the hotel waiting for the occupier of the room to open. That was exactly what I needed! I ran to the young man, hurriedly lifted the large tray on the trolley and handed it to him. He collected it without argument, because he was temporarily dazed, and by the time he came to, I had commandeered the trolley against his protests, apologizing as I did.
Out of the corner of my eyes, I noticed the hotel securities almost getting to me. But I was already by the room. I stepped inside the room, holding up the trolley as a shield with surprising strength. I
