He scrambles back through the living room, sees a hallway and ducks into a dark room. It’s a bathroom, for he nearly slips on the hard tile and rams his foot into the side of the tub.
He slams the door shut, flips on the light, and searches for a lock. This one has a lock on the knob. He pushes it, knowing it won’t save him much in the event a psychopathic madman wants to bust his way inside.
Taking out his cell phone, he quickly punches in the speed dial number for the PD. But as he’s about to hit SEND, he turns around.