Songbird wasted no time in taking off
from the ground, flitting over to a small window. It was open to let the
breeze in, but blocked by a screen. She hovered as best she could,
tearing at the screen with the small talons on her feet,trying to make a
hole big enough for them to slip through.

She was making good
progress, but by the way she was panting, it was getting harder and
harder for her to keep it up. the banging on the door ceased, likely
whoever had been banging had gone to get something to break the door
open more easily.

The Repairman looked up, to watch Songbird frantically tear the screen apart. He could only watch as she clearly began to get tired.

“Please, just calm down, you don’t want to hurt yourself…”

He sighed, before he realized the banging stopped. Time was running out.

“…GET DOWN!” he shouted, before lifting one of his toolboxes over his head, intent on making a hole the old-fashioned way. He just hoped the other toolbox had a ladder in it…

He steadied himself, looking up at the window. He staggered back and forth a little, before stumbling backwards to ready his throw.