Jack kept the two scrambling along empty corridors, letting go of her only to vigorously, and fruitlessly pull at the handles to any door that might look like an emergency exit or entrance to a stairwell. All to no avail. Each time a door proved to be a dead end he hiss out a frustrated explicative, his frustration growing witch each locked door.<br/>"This isn't working, we have to do something else - get out of these corridors." Letting go of Rebecca he ran his hands through his sticky sweaty hair, spinning around in place in the hope that he would spot something that could save them. With a flash desperate inspiration he ran to a large metal chair that was part of a little cluster of tables, decorative potted plants and chairs. Picking it up he he rotated his upper body as he ran and launched the chair full force with a groan at a store window that did not have a metal gate behind it. Turning his back he brought his arms up over his head as the glass shattered into thousands of pieces.<br/>Straightening back up he beckoned Rebecca over. "Come, we hide in here." He then picked up the chair and used it to hammer away any glass they could cut themselves on before he started crawling into the store through the window.