<br/>I look down the hall to the right warily - the only thing of interest that direction would be an elevator, and right now I trust solid stairs more than an elevator shaft. I start down the stairs, my torch held aloft, gun in the other hand. I'm hardly likely to surprise anyone with a torch in my hand, but I can't think of any better options at this point.<br/><br/>I keep my ear out for any noises ahead, watching the stairs at my feet - there's really not much else to see so far. I start to head right in the tunnel, looking nervously at the light from the doorway I am leaving behind.