Riddle of the Sphinx

Bang, bang, bang, bang. A woman's screams. Silence. "Mama? Mama?" I had called out piteously, pressing myself against the closet door. All I could hear was the sound of heavy footsteps. First echoing in distance, then coming down the corridor, taking a wrong turn and getting further away. Crashes and shattering glass, stomping feet becoming louder again, the sound of opening and slamming doors, the door of the room where I was pushed open, furniture broken, fabric swooshed aside, the feet a...