Angel nodded and looked between the others, "If you run into Dracula, just run for the kitchen and find some garlic." She gave a little smile, trying to inject some humor into the situation, to maybe hide the fact that they were, in fact, stranded in a creepy mansion, surrounded by some sort of... hell hounds... But she wasn't superstitious, she was no child. They were just... rabid or something, right? Some new, mutated strain of rabies perhaps. It's not like there were REAL monsters... though she reminded herself that didn't make them any less dangerous.<br/><br/>She looked for Kevin and nodded, checking her handgun ammo and making sure she had a full clip loaded. As she started heading for the brown door, however, she re-holstered it, and drew her shotgun. Given the bloody jacket and the monsters... no, the rabid dogs outside, she hoped the owners wouldn't mind her walking about wielding a loaded shotgun, but if any of those dogs were inside, she wasn't going to risk getting caught with her metaphorical pants down. She signaled for Kevin to follow behind her and moved to slowly open the brown door, peaking inside before risking moving in herself, weapon at the ready.