Thea:
I kicked open the wardrobe door, sending splinters of wood flying through the air along with the deviant taxi driver. I heard as he fell into another of the three men, and i lunged the broken clothes hanger into the smallest of the werewolves. The hanger came down onto his throat and pierced his skin going through to the other side, like a hot knife going through butter. His legs buckled underneath him, and I ran through the open bedroom door, hearing the other two werewolves get back up and give chase. I jumped from the top step to the bottom and prayed that i would land on both of my feet without hurting myself in the process and the moment that I did, I took the opportunity to run through the living room, my eyes darting around for somewhere else to hide, at least until I had a
