Catching sight of movement behind the creature, Daniel tried his best not to let his gaze be drawn to Michelle – not wanting to risk the creature turning and making its way back into the room towards her, wanting to continue to lead the creature downstairs or at least close enough to the living room that he could quickly recover the shotgun from within the bag and go about the task of unloading both barrels into the ugly creatures face.<br/><br/>His knees felt more than a little sore from where he had slipped upon the stairs – no doubt having grazed them somewhat, although he didn’t want to risk taking his eyes from the creature for even a moment to look, simply backing down the stairs towards the doorway to the living room.<br/><br/>Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs he hazarded a gaze to his left – seeing the slightly open sports bag sitting patiently within the living room, the butt of the shotgun just about visible in an rather tantalising show. What he would do next depended entirely upon the creature – if it continue to follow him down the stairs he would wait until it was at the doorway before reaching behind himself for the shotgun and turning it on the creature, but if it didn’t look as if it was going to follow him down fully he would have to turn and run for the shotgun while hoping Michelle had the sense to get back inside the bedroom and shut the door behind her.