[Sneaky. Leon feels a little bit like one of those first person stealth games in the arcade right now. (He's never been very good at those; there's so much patience involved! It's a lot easier in real life when it actually matters. . . . And when you don't have an inventory of guns.)

He leans against this wall too, much in the same spot he did in the last closet, and keeps his eyes on the door.]

Uhhh, crap--we're in ViViD, right? So they ain't gonna let us out that easy. It's not like we can just find a door that says exit and go through it and be outside! I think, anyway. Sooooo . . .

[This is too much thinking for one day.]

We've just gotta get somewhere where they wouldn't think to look! Or maybe somewhere they wouldn't wanna look?