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Right now I'm pacing around my room screaming and crying, trying my best to drown out the sound of the alarm. It hasn't stopped ringing at all. It's feels as If It's been blaring for hours even though I know It hasn't even been, fifteen minutes maybe?
Either way it's killing me. I feel as If at any minute now my head could split In two, I'd be surprised If my ears weren't gushing out blood right now.
The overhead alarm was made specifically for werewolves and It drives us nuts, It has a whistle tone In It that only we can hear. Its usually only used whenever someone steps out of line. So more than likely someone just tried to escape, Or they did escape being that It's still going.
At last, Not being able to take the noise any more, I collapse on the floor a balling mess. I get on my knees and put my head In my lap, Praying that the alarm will stop soon.
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DIN-
Everything goes quiet.
And for a second I don't believe It, the alarm actually stopped! My ears are still ringing, I can't really hear anything but I do make out that It's quiet.
Too quiet.
I know It's not supposed to be like this. I should hear screaming or something I don't know.
I sit up a little, Arms wrapped around my chest while I try to control my breathing. I'm on high alert.
*Click*
Automatically, my eyes shoot open and start frantically looking around the room for any sign's of pending danger.
They stop when they land on the door. It's open.
My cell door Is open.
Fear immediately clouds my Mind and I shoot myself backward Into the wall, Fixing myself into a defensive stance just In case.
I look at It for a while, waiting for something to happen. When I cant seem to see anyone I close my eyes and try to listen for anything In my hallway. Nothing. I hear absolutely nothing.
Opening my eyes again I look back at the door. Its less than half way open, I tilted my head to the right to see what was happening.
I see nothing.
Then I hear something opening, a door more specifically opening, Someone's moving.....some one's......crying. I close my eyes and focus on listening.
Someone not to far away Is definitely crying. They sound so little, like a baby.
I Instantly soften when I identify a child and my instincts tell me to go and comfort, But I still have to stay on alert this could be a trap.
I stay and listen in my spot, I hear the little child wonder around the hallway In absolute shambles, Crying for somebody to come help.
The longer I wait the worse I feel, I'm still scared so I can only Imagine the child's pain.
Finally I decide to go take a peek, just a peek.
Standing up straight, I prop myself up on my tippy toes and start my way slowly twords the door.
When I get to the door I leaned forward, cautious not to touch It In fear of setting something else off or getting caught. My paranoia Is on high as I gaze out.
It's bright, The light In my room was still off so I didn't quite expect that.
When my eyes focus I catch sight of him. He has tan skin with a thick head of big bouncy brown curls. I look down and notice that all he has on Is a tiny pair of white shorts. My heart instantly goes out to him. Why are they so cruel?
Not being able to take It any more I slip out of the room, I'm tiny enough that I don't even touch the door or wall. I then begin tip-toeing over to him, He's about halfway down the the hall so I takes me a while to get to him.
"Hey" I whisper.
He looked up at me and started to scream and back away immediately, It made my heart clinch but I kept going I have to calm him down. For my sanity and his safety.
"Hey now.... hey" I coo trying to get him to calm down, my voice Is harsh and rugged as Its been a while since I've had the opportunity to talk. I crouch down In front of him and put my arms out then back In gesturing him to come to me.
"I won't hurt you I promise come to me" I whisper In efforts to further calm him.
He looks at me still crying one hand rubbing his other eye. It looks like he wanted to say something but he's far too distraught.
"I won't hurt you I promise."
I take a step closer, This time he didn't scream, But he finches so I stopped moving then continued when he covered both of his eyes and started to cry again.
Taking the last couple of steps between us I scooped him up into my arms, Starting to pat and rub soothing circles on his back. He rested his head In the crook of my neck sobbing, arms at his chest, And legs wrapped around my waist. It made my heart hurt so much poor baby.
"It's gonna be okay" I whispered to him bouncing up and down to get him to calm down. He's freezing In my arms, maybe even colder than me and he was only wearing shorts. Why hadn't they given him his clothes yet?
"It's okay. Your okay now" I kissed the side of his head Instinctively, something Inside of me already telling me what to do and how to treat him. It seems to work though as I feel him relaxing a little. I take In a deep, relieved breath of air as I feel his frantic nerve wracking state steadily subsiding.
In the moment I almost forget about our situation. We are not safe, stable for the time being maybe but far from being out of harms way. Now to find out what's going on.
I lean over a bit to look In the front of me. There's a door open at the end of the hall but with sense I'm just gonna guess that It was his.
Next I take a couple of steps foward and turn to my left there's another hall, It's long with more doors, none of them are open.
Then I turn around and look at my hall to see that there are two doors open. The one that I came out of and another two doors down. More people are out but I don't know If that Is good or bad sign yet. I don't know what Intentions the other wolves here have, but I do know that we are all just trying to survive and one would do anything to ensure this. I start to walk twords It but stop dead In my tracks when I see blood straight ahead on the ground.
My stomach clenches In attempt to empty the nothingness that resides within me but I hold It back, something that I've learned to do. I turn back around to look for any other exits, but to my luck both halls are dead ends.
I turn around realizing that I have no other choice. One foot after the other I make my way to the end of my hall, twords the blood.
It's the way out I tell myself.
The only way.
When I reach It I stop and poke my head out with a gasp of horror.
The sight alone makes me want to just go back In my cell for the rest of my life and die as I was destined to before when I catch sight of the spread and sprawled out bodies of the scientist littering every floor of our surroundings, hand prints of blood splatter and stain both the walls and ground showing their struggle.
Taking a deep breath In. I continue.
I step over bodies, arms, Legs, And other unidentifiable body parts trying my best not to look at them.
As evil as It may sound, It gives me hope that a werewolf did this, Maybe this will teach the humans a lesson for the future. Not anyone will just bend to their will.
The end of the hall splits Into two I look down both and decided to go left after looking at the wall and seeing that It lead to a stair case. I felt like that was the better option with a gut feeling.
I speed up since this was a more open area, I can't be seen. When I get to the end I sigh feeling grateful that there was no trouble In my path. My silent victory comes to sweet end when something comes speeding around the corner and smashing Into the wall at the far end of the hall behind me.
So glad I didn't go right.
Hesitantly, I look back, Only to make eye contact with a massive werewolf. He's pitch black and covered In blood, leaning on the wall with one hand, there was a huge gash on the right side of his muscular his chest. It looks like It hurts but I know for a fact that It Is healing by the second.
I'm snapped out of my thoughts when he stands tall removing his hand from the wall and puts one foot forward In my direction.
With that I take off. Pushing open the stair well door I practically start jumping down the stairs.
Then suddenly a bloodcurdling roar fills the air, Followed by the sound of paws hitting the hard ground.
My adrenaline kicks In pushing me faster than I have ever gone in my life.
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