The split second before the glass hit his head, all he knew was fear, more than when the monsters started attacking.
He could feel the glass cutting his skin immediately, it was a stronger pain than the impact itself. The warm feeling of blood covered his face fast as he felt yet another bang and splinters littered his forehead. But Declan fell back backwards after his vision went all sorts of colours for a moment, into the dusty floor.
"AGH, YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!" It was unusual for him to swear much but he felt it was needed. "Jesus christ, maybe you should have fucking killed me, I wouldn't have to deal with hearing your overconfident mouth rag on!" He kept barking after Gertrude as he walked out the door, his vision was dizzy.
For a few moments he sat on the ground unsure of what to do, just groaning at the pain. He also wasn't sure if it was blood or tears on his face at that point. Reaching a hand up, Declan grasped at the bar and dragged himself upward, using it to support himself. His face, covered in blood and cuts gave Rae a long stare before stumbling the in opposite direction Gertrude did.
"Sorry."
While walking towards the door, he fell once more and silently cursed to himself before getting up again. There was a lot of blood in his mouth and eyes, it was making him sick. Once out the door, he was off to find something along the lines of a first aid kit, if he could get that far.