[
From here.]
Scourge took the stairs quietly, one hand on the wall and the other clutching at his knife. He kept his head tilted up, in case something dropped on him from above, but kept looking down in case something came through the door, a combination of which led to him walking into the wall at the curve of the stairs.
"Ow."
If anything tried to eat him on the way up, it wouldn't have to worry about him running away.
[
To here.]