Lena slowly - and quietly - got onto her feet and said “If anyone feels like they need a backup weapon, I have more knives than it seems. I used to make them all the time. I should have one for most of us.” She pulled herself onto her feet after she got her shirt and jacket back on...hopefully no one else saw...She tried her best to keep silent so not to alert the big mean beast upstairs. 

“What are we gonna do if this doesn’t work, or if it bursts through that door before we’re ready?” She asked as she stuffed away her knife and went to grab a chair to barricade the stairway.