[i]Using the feed from before, he estimates the amount of enemies downstairs, and thinks. "Sticky situation...", he thinks. Getting an idea, he quickly lifts the old recliner, dashing over to the steps, and throws it down from above, as it tumbles down the stairs and takes out anyone on them. He goes to the back porch and jumps off, landing in a bush, safe save a few cuts. He gets up and jumps the fence into a second property, hiding behind a bunch of barrels covered by a wagon of some sorts.[/i]