Catwoman helped Lone down the stairs. She knew they were in great danger. They had to escape fast.

Armando ran up the stairs towards them with a gun.

Bang!

They turned back and went up again. They found a door and went through it. It was a large, dark room. The only light was the light of the moon. There were photographs of Laurel everywhere.

Armando ran into the room after them. Laurel and Wesley were with him.

Catwoman and Lone hid behind a huge photo. Lone was very weak. He had lost a lot of blood.

'Listen,' he said. 'I'm sorry I didn't believe you.'

'It's OK,' she said. 'Stay here. I'll be back when it's safe.'

She disappeared into the darkness.

Catwoman jumped up and sat on top of a wall of photographs. She could look down on Laurel, Armando and Wesley. She saw them go different ways.

She decided to attack Wesley first.

She jumped on him and hit his face with her knee. He fell to the ground then lay still.

'One down, two to go,' she thought.

At that moment, Armando found some blood on the floor. He followed the blood to the place behind the huge photo... but Lone wasn't there. Suddenly Armando heard someone behind him. He turned and Lone hit him in the face. Once, and then again. Armando fell and everything went black.

Catwoman was sitting on top of the wall of photographs again. She was watching Laurel below.

When Laurel was exactly under her, Catwoman dropped a large box. It missed Laurel by a few centimetres. Catwoman jumped to the floor. Laurel shot at her again and again, but Catwoman was too quick. Then, suddenly, Catwoman was on the floor and Laurel was standing over her. She was pointing her gun at Catwoman's head.

'Goodbye, Kitty,' said Laurel with a smile. She tried to shoot, but nothing happened. There were no bullets. The gun was empty.

She threw the gun away and jumped on Catwoman. Laurel hit Catwoman again and again, pushing her back towards a huge window. Catwoman tried to hurt Laurel but she couldn't. Laurel's skin was as hard as stone.

'You can't hurt me,' said Laurel. 'If a woman stops using Beau-line, her skin falls off. But if she continues using it, her skin becomes perfect. I've been using Beau-line for years. My skin is like a stone. I can't feel anything. But you can.'

Laurel hit Catwoman again. Catwoman fell and a piece of metal cut her leg. She couldn't stand up.

'Who are you anyway?' Laurel asked. 'A madwoman? A robber?'

'I'm Patience Philips,' said Catwoman. 'You killed me.'