I didn't think that he would actually do it. But here we were—running.
Questions clawed through my mind. Relentless. Loud. Each question fought for an answer that I knew I could not get just yet. Werewolves could hear from miles away and even though it was the dead of the night I did not exactly know who or what could be hiding in the hallways.
I followed Lewison closely, always making sure that the distance between us was never too much or too little.
If this was a way to escape then I needed to remember every turn and if Frank caught us tonight, Lewison would be my only savior.
After about a million turns and going down a few flights of stairs, we met open air again.
However, this was not somewhere I was familiar with. These were not the same doors that led to the front of the cast
