There we were fellow forum member RetiredLEO and myself shooting at the range (see below): When we heard a blood curdling scream. We both holstered our weapons and ran out onto the sales floor of our favorite quite little gun shop to see a deceased pop star, with certain checkered past (wink wink), gnawing on a small boy's neck. While I was staring in disbelief RetiredLEO's cop instincts kicked in and she let loose with her walther PK380 on her only clear shot, his left knee. He hit the ground hard but kept moving; trying to steady himself. With her weapon locked open and her spare ammo still on the range table I fired my Beretta 92 at the target's face until he fell. After inspecting the body it appeared that he had been dead for some time. We went to collect our weapons and remaining ammo. .