I grabbed at anything I could reach on the floor next to me, and came up with a clipboard. Finally having enough space to stand, I brandished the board in both hands.
"Who's next?" I yelled angrily, which startled the creatures for a moment. As if working on one brain they abruptly swarmed forward again. I swung the clipboard until it broke. Chunks of dark ooze mixed with my blood were splattered everywhere. I was wearing out, and there were still five of the monsters left. The creatures advanced eagerly on me when I stumbled on my bad leg and nearly went down. I grimaced, preparing for the worst, and suddenly heard a thwacking sound in the hall. It distracted the creatures enough for me to knock one over, grabbing a broken beaker from the floor as I did. I jammed the jagged edg
