As soon as he is alone he falls back against the Inn wall for support. Shawn takes a look around and exhales audibly, puffing his cheeks in relief. His legs feel a little weak but after a moment he manages to pull himself together and push away from the wall again.

The horse is still there. Which is a problem, because it means that its owner is probably sticking around as well. What's even more disturbing, Shawn is convinced that this means zombie guy has a room at the Inn. Or at least somewhere nearby.

He shuffles back to the door carefully, his eyes roaming his surroundings.

"Note to self - get a new place ASAP," he mutters to himself. "Preferably a bunker."