The Encounter

Fool. You only made your situation worse. The loud noise coming from your useless attempts to break the door open attracts what you think is a ghost. You try harder, panicking as you fumble your hands and shoulder to push against the door. No use. You hear faint whispers you swear that said, "Too late now." You scream, and turn the other way to point your flashlight at the door, revealing a man with a self-carved smile from what it seems to be the blood-stained butcher knife in his hand.

"Do you think I'm pretty?" He asks.

You respond with a scream, and grab your only "self defense objects": the flashlight, a metal tray, and a belt. He inches towards you, and this killer is now about 50 feet way from you. What do you do?