I rushed out of the room, eager to find Monica. The last time I’d heard from her, she was at a party across town from here with Peter. When had she gotten to this party here? And was so urgent that she needed me right away?
I navigated through the throngs of partygoers, each room more extravagant than the last. My phone buzzed again, another message from Monica.
Monica: Keep going straight, then take a left at the end of the hall.
The directions were vague, but I followed them, weaving through groups of laughing werewolves. The further I went, the quieter it became, the noise of the party dimming to a distant hum.
How was it that here were so many rooms in this place? There were a few stragglers in this part of he house but it was nowhere as packed as the heart of the mansion where I
