I saw it the moment the door shut behind me. Laying on one of the lower stairs was a loaded Nerf gun. The apartment was eerily silent. Quietly lowering my bag, I kicked off my shoes and let my coat drop to the floor with them. Untucking my shirt with one hand and grabbing the gun with the other, I covered as many steps as I could as quickly as possible and dove into the open master bedroom, eyeing the slightly ajar door to the office.
Lining up my shot, I fired a round into the opening and immediately ducked out of the way as a round came back in response. Perfect. Enemy location confirmed.
Grabbing the round, I ducked out of the master bedroom and loaded. Taking a position on the other side of the guest bedroom I reached out with me left and pushed on the door just enough for it to creak. Another round promptly rang out overhead as I fired low. The hard ding and quick footsteps told me I missed and hit the desk. At least I got another dart.