Taking this would just waste the borrowed time you barely have. You leave it behind, staying close to Harrison. "We gotta make it to the door or we are shit out of luck." He said softly, the sound of the phone ringing gives you a small amount of time to talk. You leave the garage and see the front door to the house that you have to reach to escape the blanket of certain death that's been draped over the house. You both stay as covert as possible and book it silently to the door. Harrison slowly undoes both locks, before the ringtone from your phone stops. You look back over at the absence of sound, and then back at your partner in crime. His eyes are wide, knowing that opening the door would instantly attract the attention of who you trying so desperately to avoid. What are you going to do?