Get up
After what seems like hours you finally reach the board and try to use it as a make-shift cane. Once again lifting yourself to your feet, with the help of the cane, and a hand on the wall you get up and assess your options.
Climb through window, leave the alley, or go check out the fence.
With blood pouring out of a multitude of cuts you swipe, or at least try to swipe, the rats away from you. You get up, but your legs start to buckle beneath your weight. You see the stone building by you and notice that one of the boards has fallen off the window. Very painfully you slowly drag yourself across the distance that separates you to the board.
