My throat was hoarse from my cries. I banged my fist against the metal door but it wouldn't budge. I clutched my stomach as it let out another growl. I didn't know how long I had been here for, but I knew that I was getting tired and weaker with each second that passed.
After I had seen Leon's head, the blindfold was placed back around my head. I was pushed around presumably by the people who shoved me in the van until we reached a room which I was shoved into.
Since I had been placed in the room I have had no contact with the outside world. Leon was dead. I was of no use to them. Leon and I didn't know long enough for him to tell me anything too important of the werewolf world, therefore they clearly weren't keeping me captive for information. There must be another. Another reason that
