He was getting too old for this, but damned if he was going to say anything about it. He took the opportunity to catch his breath a little, keeping his voice down. "I have an idea for that trap of yours. I can lure them away from the door. You can lay a line about maybe...fifty feet from it, then I'll bring them back. It should slow and tangle them enough that not only will we make it inside but others still alive could get past." He knew the substance's hold wouldn't last forever. He hoped that if enough of them became stuck in it, they would also incapacitate one another trying to pull free.

"Take this." He reached to give her the final smoke bomb. "Use it as your cover when you're setting the trap. We can both slip inside without being seen or having them rush the door again."