The room was getting hot and smoke filled the room as time passed on and the werewolf seemed to be getting angrier at me because of my escape from it.
I looked at the door which was beginning to open due to the werewolf hitting its body on it earlier. If I could manage to distract him, I would be able to escape quickly.
I looked around, there was nothing I could use to defend myself from him if he eventually tries to attack me.
I felt so useless and for the first time in my life I regretted not having a wolf. If I had one, I wouldn't be running away from this beast.
As I prepared myself to receive it's attack, I noticed the roof fall down, separating us from each other. The fallen roof was on fire, burning seriously.
It scared the wolf away but I was stuck and couldn't escape. The he
