At least the things could die. Robin nodded for no reason in response to the woman's suggestion and started to inch her way around the building, feeling with one hand for a window or door that they could use.
They moved slower than they had when they were able to run, but the things advancing on them were still slow, too -- thank god -- and Robin sent another bullet into the fray, causing them to retreat for a moment. But all they were finding were windows. Windows weren't going to do a damn thing if they had to bust them open to get in, and then the monsters would just follow--
Robin's hand fell on a doorknob and she froze as what that meant registered in her mind. "In here -- get it open!"