I ran.

I sprinted above a broken door that distorted onto the floor and had numerous cracks had formed. 

 Flames were everywhere I turned and smoke was burning my eyes and nose. I couldn't inhale correctly. My mind voiced me to get back into the open-air; nevertheless my body denied to listen and sought to help Damon. The boys' dorm remained closely the same, just parallel to the girls'; merely the colours were more masculine. But then again that didn't matter now, as the whole place was burning of yellow and auburn. I heard a crash behind myself as well as I spun around in panic. 

 The central window that was located alongside the entrance door was broken into a million shards and the fire was in progress to spread further. I supposed I caught cries from outside, but then my ears just caught the crackling noise of the fire and smashed objects around me. 

 I comprehended that Jack and Max were behind me, arms covering their eyes from getting ash in their eyes. They were both squinting at me, with concern in their eyes. I was coughing from the smoke and had to clutch the front of my top then located it over my nose. I looked aimlessly around for the stairs, since the elevator wouldn't work at all at the moment. 

 I twisted to Max and yelled, "what floor is Damon on?!"

 Max was breathing deeply and was red in the face. You could tell he tried not to cough at all, from the smoke and kept his focus on me, "Floor four rooms 435!" Max coughed finally, after breathing in the ashes.

 I jogged straight to the stairs, which were positioned on my right side and sprinted across the room. I overheard both Jack and Max screaming my name to wait up, but I could not wait. They soon quieted down and I heard their footsteps echo on the cold, hard floor. 

 I was starting to lose my breath halfway at the second floor stairs, but I knew I couldn't slow down. Jack and Max finally caught up me and ran past so they could guide me to his room. The floors at third and fourth floor weren't burning, just yet. It was as if there wasn't any fire to begin with. The only evidence was the smell of smoke and the air seemed to be cloudy. 

Jack and Max sprinted to the left and I followed after. We ran straight down the corridor and stopped about five doors down. 

 "Oi Damon! Open up right now!" Banged Max against the door with his hands, "Damon!"

 We heard a glass fall from the staircase and we recognised we didn't have that much time.

 "Damon! Open the good damn door!"

 There was still no answer from Damon. We got more worried as time pressed on. 

 "Move out the way, I'll knock the door down," clarified Jack.

 I nodded and stepped to one side, while Max stepped away to another, leaving space for Jack to knock the door down. Jack took a deep breath and ran straight ahead. Using his shoulder, he turned to his left side and whacked the door open, full force and fell down with a grunt.

 Damon was stood there wide eyed, "and thank you, for breaking my door down. I liked that door."

 "Why couldn't you open it yourself?" I questioned, confused to why he didn't open it in the first place and ignored his sarcastic remark.

 "The door was jammed. I tried opening it but it wouldn't budge. It was like as if a force kept it locked there and just stayed like that," he explained extremely quickly, taking no breaths whatsoever, "I banged and shouted for anyone to hear, but no one came, because the majority of people started to scream, so they couldn't hear me. I honestly thought I was going to get save by other people or get burned alive. Anyway, why are you guys here?"

 I tried not to wince at those words and said instead, "never mind that. Let's get going otherwise we'll be roasting to death." 

 "We have to get a move on; the floor with be covered in flames soon."

 "Like the downstairs floors aren't already-" 

 A huge explosion suddenly happened close by and we all looked at each other. We were in deep poop. 

 I grabbed Damon's arm and ran out of his room, with both Jack and Max, trailing behind me. I let go of his arm and started to run down the stairs when we observed the flames were catching up to the fourth floor. 

 We stopped our tracks and viewed at the sight before us; I huge hole appeared slightly in the middle of the staircase. We noticed that one by one well had to sneak around the edge and help each other. Damon went first, then me and the other two. We all grabbed each other's hand until we were all safe to go on. The smoke seemed to be heavier than before plus we could hardly see anything.

 "We'll have to hold onto each other, so we don't get lost or stayed behind."

 We all grabbed each other's hand and pressed on. Red, orange and yellow were the only colours we saw, apart from the obscure shadows here and there. 

 Even though we wanted to pace ourselves to get outside, we also had to be careful and not to get hurt. It felt like an obstacle course; going around anything that had fallen or been exploded into bits as well as not to trying and trip up. When we finally were near the third staircases, which lead down to the second floor, we all heard a sudden aggressive inhuman growl from behind us, out of nowhere. 

 We all rotated around, to see what the hell we just heard, since it was an unusual noise to hear during fire that was taking place. That's when I saw it; two yellow eyes that were shining ahead, straight at us, looking at us, in a either hungry or angry looking way. 

 They watched as those they were floating in mid-air. What the hell was that? Or what the hell is that? 

 I took a step back, realising that I was suddenly afraid at the thing that was in front of us. It started to move towards us as we started to move back, sluggishly.

 He came closer and closer. I looked more closely at it and I could it had dark, black or brown fur, all over its body. It stood up on its two feet. It was large, larger than a wolf but nearly the size of a bear. I felt shaken and I forgotten to breath. I wanted to scream and cry, thinking this was it, it's all over. 

 Step by step, the bear like individual came toward us. I didn't realised that I was the only one holding hands still; with Damon. I felt him squeeze my hand, for reassurance. I squeezed back, thanking him for being there for me.

 I started to breathe again, but only slowly, controlling my emotions and what I don't want to do. 

 The bear thing was about five metres away from us when it bend to stand on all fours, looking as though it was very to prance on us. It was huge. It was like a large type wolf. It was fluffy but it had huge paws and extremely long nails, as though one scratch could kill you. I couldn't take my eyes of it; I was fixated on the living being. Its fangs were bearing at us, ready to snap its jaws at us, to kill us, in just one bite. It looked over at us, one by one, using its luminous eyes, hovering waiting for the next move. Then its eyes landed on me. It snarled. Its face became angry and it moved forward slightly, baring its chest up towards to ceiling. The thing's head moved back and closed its eyes. It did the one thing I least unexpected; howled. It was tremendously loud.

 My eyes widen at the sight and that's when we dashed for the stairs.

 I heard a loud thud and looked to my side; Damon was pushed against the wall, by the bear like being. He grunted and coughed up blood. Just how hard was he pushed?

 "Damon!" Max screamed, and I know that was when Max just saw red, "You stupid monster!"

 Max grabbed a plank if wood that was fallen ages ago from the explosion and tried to hit it across his head. He missed. Max tripped over a wire and fell onto the floor. Jack went to get Max up, when the creature stepped out from nowhere and too pushed him against the wall, on the other side of the room. But that's when I saw it; he used and dogged his nails into their stomach. That's why they were coughing up blood...

I shook my head and got back into the zone, 

 "Ahhhhhh!" I grabbed a broken glass from the floor, not bothering with the pain that began in my hand and ran towards the furry thing.

 "Lucy!" The boys scream. I knew what I was doing was senseless but I had no other choice. The hairy thing saw me and roared at me. I nearly stopped then but kept going, knowing I should be protecting my friends but it was too late. His hand went up in the air and came down, rapidly against my ribcage. I was flown across the room, in full speed, not knowing what direction I was heading. I crash landed into a wall and fell on top of broken, shattered glass and odd pieces of wood from the building.

 "Lucy!!" 

 I tried getting up and opening my eyes, however I began feeling awfully dizzy. I stopped stirring and hissed in pain when I knew I had broken a few ribs. I tried moving my legs when I screeched. My left leg was broken. I couldn't move. 

 This time a loud bang came from my left. Max appeared somehow beside me and flew in front of me. I landed on my back with Max falling on top of me, protecting me from whatever that bang was. I felt tears started to brew, since my leg has now been moved into a different position. His arms stopped himself from fully falling onto me, so that they were both on either side of my face. I looked at Max in panic, as his face showed pain and discomfort. He grunted and almost collapsed down on me, but landed on his forehands with his head on my chest. I looked over at his back and my eyes widen; blood was everywhere. 

 "Max?" I examined.

 "Don't worry Lucy."

 Max tumbled to his right side and was facing away from me, watching the creature with hate. Just what was that thing?

 I sighed with relief thought, knowing Max was ok, for now when I detected a sudden movement that happened on my right. Damon was standing up, hand on his stomach and exasperated to stand up. Blood spots were everywhere, including his hair, as a trickle of blood was slowly moving down from his forehead to his chin. He was swaying from side to side, trying to keep his balance in place and didn't want to fall over. He saw the creature paying attention to Jack, so he made the move on coming towards us. This was a big mistake. 

 In one swift movement and the hairy thing ran straight to Damon.

 Damon ran in front of us and put his right arm out, blocking the creature and strained to keep his balance at the same time. That was when I heard a blood curling scream. I felt myself going pale as my eyes widen at the scene. Jack sat up and just considered as though he was about to throw up. Max tried and lean on his right arm for support but lost his balance at the sight. Damon fell onto his knees, but his right arm was still being held up in the air; by the creature that was placed on his mouth. It bit Damon. 

 The hairy bear thing had bit into Damon! Blood was pouring out form the wound and around the fangs of the fur balls' teeth. Max got up quickly and grabbed a long piece of wire. He cried towards the creature, jumped and tried wrapping it outside its head. He realised Damon's arm while he collapsed onto the floor.

 "Damon?" I asked, in so much worry. I shook him. He fell unconscious, from the pain from within his arm. He was battered everywhere and I observed that his left wrist is out of place. He was black and blue.

 Max didn't make it to the creature, as it grabbed the wire and flung Max down to the ground. Max was struggling to get up and away from the thing. He turned on its stomach and attempted to crawl away but the creature pushed onto his back legs and snapped at one of them. The snap made me cringed.

 I saw it had done it again; it had bitten him. It had bitten Max. Max screamed on pain and I see tears were rolling down his eyes. 

 "Max!" Shouted Jack, from afar. 

 I looked at Jack and began to crawl towards him. Trying to disregard the throbbing in my leg, I kept moving. I ought to to be near Jack. I had to keep someone safe. I heard a stomping behind me, and I dared to look back. The glowing eyes stared at me and felt myself shivering from the gaze it gave me. I made an effort to crawl backwards but it was no use; my jeans were ripped and got caught by a long nail when I was crashed down, onto the floor. 

 I looked at Max who wasn't moving, only saw the slight movements of his chest, rising and falling. The stomping came back and I looked back the thing. It was coming towards me. 

 "No...Please stay...away..." I cried, with tears rolling down my cheeks. I was terrified. I wanted this nightmare to be over. 

 The creature once more roared and came running at me, when its jaws came at me. Or so I thought. I heard cry above me besides something was dangling from its mouth by the middle...Jack. Jack's stomach was inside the things mouth, just on the edge of his stomach, not all of it. 

 I screamed. I couldn't bear it anymore. The bear dropped Jack onto the ground, as if he was trash and strolled over to me. I tried moving away, but I just couldn't. I turned on my back and started to crawl again, only to remember that my jeans were caught. 

 I felt several knives going into my wound of my leg. That's when I knew it was a claw. It dragged me down the floor, so I was near him. My nails were scraping against the floor, hoping they did some justice. I was turned onto my back and was forced to look at the terrified creature. I was so petrified and scared I couldn't stop crying. Tear after tear were rolling down my cheeks. 

 "P-please...j-just stop...please..." I begged but it was no use. 

 The jaws came down, and is I noticed it had a thirst for bloodlust. No wonder if was after us. I put my right hand over my chest also head for protection, when I felt the most powerful pain I had ever felt in my life. My arm felt as though it was in fire. My flesh was torn and my arm was broken. I was struggling for the creature to give me my arm back. The pain was unbearable.

 The creature pulled back and my arm flopped to the ground. I briefly saw my flesh and blood hanging out in wrong directions. I wanted to throw up. But my visions started to fade and I was losing conscious. 

 I heard gun shots in the back ground and our names calling. I couldn't move anymore. I just wanted sleep.

 I saw a face but I couldn't recognise it, from the blurriness of my vision. I couldn't hear any more and I went off to sleep.