In a display of divine favour or simple coincidental luck, as Dorian motioned to the pantry, the solid heavy door swung wide open, leading into the small room with packed shelves and a spiral staircase that disappeared underground. 

Without words his intentions were clear. 'Throw it in there.' He had already began reaching for the keys dangling on his belt.  

The only problem was that the creature was on the opposite side of the room.