Normally, I would try to sneak out a side window or through the attic but when the house is fully surrounded, I need to take the fastest route out. Out on the street, I leave the haze over myself as I quickly make my way to the old cinema-turned bakery.

A customer opens the door to leave and I pop in before the door shuts. Weaving my way around the customers, I make it back behind the counter and through the kitchen. Past the kitchen is a hallway that dead ends but ...