Emily sprinted down the dimly lit hallway, her heart racing with every step. She burst into Room 314, slamming the door shut behind her. Her hands trembled as she grabbed her emergency bag, packed with essentials.
Through the broken wall, Emily witnessed the unsettling sight of Malcolm's monstrous wolf devouring Matt and Dr. Lee's lifeless bodies. Her stomach churned, and her mind recoiled in horror. She raised her shaky phone, recording the atrocity.
"I'm all that's left," Emily whispered, tears streaming down her face. "Malcolm, you're a monster. I'll expose you. Ravenswood will know your truth."
As she spoke, the camera captured her determination, her voice steady despite the fear.
Malcolm's menacing voice echoed from the doorway: "You'll never escape, Emily."
Emily seized her chance, dashing past where she left Malcolm but he's not there anymore. She sprinted down the hallway, her footsteps echoing.
Malcolm's wolf lunged, snapping jaws mere inches from Emily's heels. She dodged, heart racing.
Emily burst through the front doors, plunging into Ravenswood's darkness. The night swallowed her whole.
Malcolm's roars and the wolf's snarls faded into the distance. Emily ran, her breath ragged.
A figure emerged from shadows mysterious, hooded, and silently offering a motorcycle.
Emily hesitated, eyeing the hooded figure. "Who are you?" she demanded.
The figure pushed back its hood, revealing piercing green eyes and raven-black hair. "I'm Lucas, Matt's cousin. I've been tracking Malcolm's movements."