Drew was breathing heavily, and quickly as if was having a panic attack. He stayed on his landing on the stairwell, while everybody was arguing and thinking up plans of escape, he was holding tightly onto his crowbar and had his back against wall, he tried to even his breathing but it went faster and sporadically as he thought more and more of how they will all die by being ripped limb from limb and being eaten alive. 

But his nerves were wrecked even more once he heard loud explosion coming from outside the apartment, as the apartment shook from the explosion Drew let go of his crowbar which fell down the stairs making a echoey bang with each step it fell on, Drew covered his ears with his hands and he closed his eyes and he sat down on the ground.

"Weregoingtodieweregoingtodieweregoingtodie" Drew muttered to himself in utter terror at all this insanity that happen all around him and this apartment. Drew was bordering on tears at this point, and was just a mess of anxiety and fear, as his breathing was even worse off than before.