You open the window, careful to make no noise, before looking down to see if anyone is below. Throwing the shotgun first, you wince when it strikes the wooden fence - but no one comes to investigate.
You try to climb, but a combination of few handholds and the pain of your wounded leg fell you - literally. You collapse to the ground, thankfully hitting the soft grass, but still having the wind knocked out of you. You also have a nagging suspicion that you twisted your ankle.