She grumbled slightly, unlocking the door quickly. Running over, she laid her shoulder against the shelf, pushing with her body and the only hand she had. It was a little heavy, but the woman felt like he definitely could have pushed it on his own. Swallowing her nerves, Vivian stepped back and looked at the blocked door. The man's scent probably lingered outside, and that is what the undead must've smelled. It would only be another hour until it went away, so she had to keep her guard up in case of a breach. "Be more careful next time..."