A cursing gunman sprinted up the stairs to a second-story meeting.
As he burst into the room, one person ran. The rest threw stuff at him, shoved a couch and chairs at him, and jumped on him as he sprayed bullets. The survivors subdued the gunman.
The gunman shot soft pellets. The thrown stuff was rubber balls – safe-to-hurl substitutes for lamps, books and anything else.
The gunman could not maneuver. He could not aim.…