Within a fraction of a second, something in Jen's mind clicked. She used nearly all of her strength to get herself up and away from the base of the stairs. Lucas then hurriedly made his way downstairs, chasing her as if she were his prey that he just couldn't let escape. When Jen managed to get to the front door, she opened it only to find herself face to face with a horde of zombies, the idiots still trying to break through the door. One even managed to get a hold of her shirt, but Jen pushed the door closed and was easily able to herself. 

When she looked behind her, Lucas was within an arm's reach. Quite a few thoughts regarding her escape went through her head, but none of them ended well for her. Either way, it was kill or be killed, and she wasn't about to die in the hands of a deranged killer.

A few seconds into their staring contest, Jen attempted to land a punch on his jaw, but Lucas reacted quick enough to block her. That's just what she wanted him to do. With her hand tied up, she kicked up her knee into his groin as hard as she could. Jen instantly fell his hand loosen around her wrist before he dropped to the ground in pain. She then ran upstairs again, hoping to all hell that she was able to escape through a window.