He stays hunched around the corner, nerves jangling until the sudden burst of static and the clatter of the flung radio signifies that he needs to move, like now.

Daniel takes off at a dead sprint, Melanie little more than a pale blur in front of him, and practically dives into the room behind her. He can hear them outside, the mindless thudding of feet and he's going to try not to think about that right now, he just seizes the door and slams it shut and prays that it will hold.

That's really all he can do at this point. Because if Melanie's room can't hold them back, there's nowhere else for them to go.