I shriek as it swoops in again, but manage to fend it away with a wild sweep of my sword.  I run back to the doorway I came in through, and the foul thing -<em>or is it a second one?</em>- swoops in again from a different angle, buzzing horribly as it attacks.  It grabs me again, and we hurtle up in the air with shocking speed, but I slash down viciously with my sword and chop through something fleshy this time, and it releases its grip.<br/><br/>I crash down to the floor again, and the impact knocks the wind out of my lungs with a painful grunt.  I can't draw a breath but I also can't see where the fly is, can only hear it buzzing and crunching madly somewhere above me.  I lurch to my feet and stumble back out into the corridor, slamming the door shut behind me.<br/><br/>I slump down against the far wall and wait for my lungs to relax so I can draw in a painful breath, blinking away tears as I regain my composure.<br/><br/>After a few minutes resting and pondering my close call, I rise to my feet.  One of the fly's severed legs is stuck to my right hip, and I yank it off and toss it away before continuing north.