Gareth fired one last shot, before he looked down at the women. "We're on the ground floor, Sophia," he whispered. "Where we run afterwards I know not, all I can say is we need to run." Harker grabbed Sophia by the hand and pulled her to her feet. "Come with me." His eyes gazed about, finding that through the door would not be their safest option. They had to go elsewhere, and his questions about escape were answered when he locked eyes with the window. Swiftly he charged at the thin window pane, and with a jump backwards and a tuck in, he rolled through, hearing the shattering of glass and breaking of wood and feeling shards cut his face in some places.