With a big kick towards the bear holding him, his phone nearly flops out of his hoodie pocket.

The polar bear does not seem to mind being kicked. You can't imagine Nick hits that hard--it's just not his style.

Nevertheless, Wilde goes for another kick and his phone flips out of his hoodie. It lands on the floor with a cold crack and slides towards you.

You gaze towards the (probably) cracked phone and Nick finally notices you.

He pauses, but soon gives out a muffled, "Run!" from inside the silencer on his face.

The two polar bears immediately take notice of a disorientated animal standing outside of an open apartment labeled 935.

...that's you.

You reach slowly down and pick up the device and the polar bear on the left yells, "Hey! Put that down!"

Shaking your head slowly, you start to back into your apartment.

The mouse-like mammal sighs, "Muzzle that one too."

Nick mumbled again through the muzzle and the right polar bear starts to run at you.

Holy-! You zip into your apartment and quickly lock the door behind you.

AhhhhhhhHH what's happening??

With a loud pound to the door, a voice comes from the other side, "Open up! We just want the phone!"

What to do what to do!

"We need that phone. Just get it open."

Is there any way out?

...BANG!

Gotta find some way soon!

...BANG!

Observing your apartment, you see your kitchen, your couch, and--the window! You live on the second floor though..

...BANG!

That time the lock made a lot of noise. Looks like the window it is.

You race towards the window, shoving it open as quickly as you can.

...BOOM.