She tugs and pulls, and thumps the refractory thing on the floor.
The Bluebird had vanished, so had Azuba, but the thumps and jingles were real enough.
From behind him came a yelp, another, a thump, and then a series of thumps and yelps.
She thumps and lurches, and they stagger together, feeling sick.
Again there sounded the two thumps of the electrical discharge.