Fossil Fighters: Return

"I guess my life has been normal too, I guess. Not much happening. Except now we're here."
Rosie looks down at her lap, and takes a sip of her coffee.

"Rosie," you put a hand on her shoulder, scooting the chair closer.
She looks up at you, her beautiful eyes welling up with tears. You both hug each other, and don't let go.
"I shouldn't have left," you say.
"None of this was your fault."
"You wanted me to stay, didn't you? And I couldn't see that."
"Don't blame this on yourself, Todd."
There's a moment of silence as you and Rosie stay embraced.

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! Suddenly the glass of the place shatters, spraying on customers and the floor.
You and Rosie scream along with everyone else, and you see a black figure holding a gun outside.
Terror fills you, and you look around frantically to find a way out of here.
He's coming into the shop.

The kitchen is right over the counter, behind your table.
A gloved hand wraps around the doorknob.
The side door opens into the parking lot, only twenty feet away.
He's slowly creaking the door open.
Rosie's pink fingernails dig into your skin.

What do you do?