As my eyes scan the basement, I notice a high and wide window at the far edge of the room. If I squeeze hard enough, I bet I could fit through. But then where would I go, even if I managed to contend with escaping the basement, they was passing through a community filled with werewolves who had supernatural speed and hearing, if Hollywood was to be believed though, and I had witnessed it yesterday, when Sophia had made a mad dash for escape, she had been getting away, when suddenly, like the speed of light, that wolf man had shot forward changed in a matter of seconds, took chase, caught Sophie and tore her head off, like he had been ripping the head off a life sized doll. I trembled slightly as I recalled the gruesome memory. Like I said, even if I succeeded in passing through the communi
