John felt the remote device in his hand, tightening his grip on the camcorder in his other hand as he stared at the door with wide and teary eyes, the angry roaring on the other side heavy.

After the sound quieted down completely, he sniffled, putting down the remote and letting out sobs, trembling in both fear and exhaustion.

He would put down the camcorder, just trying to get a grip onto reality by trying to wipe his tears, though his shaky hands stopped him from fully doing so.