Thomas was knocked to the ground by the powerful kick, getting the wind knocked out of him as the door fell on top of him. He began trying to breathe again, not succeeding for several minutes. Once he could catch his breath, he immediately used all of his strength to push himself up, the door sliding off of his back as he did so. Thomas looked around for his gun, realizing it had flown from his grip when he was tossed off his feet. Once he saw it, he ran to it and picked it up, turning to aim it at the offender's head. Upon seeing how hopeless putting up a last stand was, he looked around for an exit. He shouted to Keleon, "Hurry! Get up and find a way out!" The outer calm typically on his face was breaking, revealing the fear which was bubbling up beneath the skin. Thomas didn't know what sort of chance they had now, he knew that gunfire would attract more of the beasts, but if he did nothing they might both be killed. Either way, they had to leave, there was nothing for them here but a painful death.