Lucy’s POV:
Noises of smashing seemed to come from next door, growing louder and louder as whatever it was
destroyed everything in its path. This wall, thick as it may have been, would just collapse like paper. I
couldn’t help but break down, my body trembled all over. I was going to die. I was really about to die. But
I couldn’t just wait for my death like this. I tried to move my tongue even as I cried, but nothing worked. I
didn’t have any strength to exert.
The noises became louder by the second as low and intimidating howls resounded throughout the whole
building. The chandelier that was hanging from the ceiling began to shake violently and dust particles fell
through the creaks that formed. I could feel that the voice was close, because my ears were now ringing
for it.
My mind went blank. Facing death in the face inspired an inexplicable strength in my body. I closed my
eyes and tried to summon it. Although my fingers struggled to grasp the sheet, I was able to finally bite
the thing in my mouth. My teeth chomped on the outer wall of the pill and immediately a bitter taste filled
my mouth. It only took a few
seconds for me to feel the effects of the medicine. My strength began to come back. I felt that I couldn’t
wait any more until all of my strength came back. So, I tried to sit up.
Once I got on my feet, I ran to the window, thinking I could jump out. But then I realized I was on the sixth
floor. If I jumped down from here, the baby might not be able to survive. But if I didn’t jump down, I would
surely die.
Hesitant, I bit my lip.
All of the sudden, the noises next door stopped. The whole building was in deathly silence again. I
hurried to the door. Just when I was about to open it, my knees buckled. I staggered and fell to the
ground. The fear had now caused me to lose all the courage I had left. I didn’t want to go out. I didn’t
even want to think about what could be waiting for me outside. My mind was in a mess. I loathed myself
at this moment for being so helpless. I brought my hand up to my mouth and sobbed again. This was
terrible. Who would come to save me? I then heard footsteps and instantly stopped my crying, holding
my breath as I locked the door as quietly as I could. Slow but intimidating, the footsteps sounded like a
predator walking carefully around its prey. It got closer and closer. I covered my mouth, not daring to
make a sound. In my heart, I kept praying that Rufus would just pass me by.
The footsteps passed by my door, and then I heard it move further away. Pleasantly surprised, I quietly
leaned against the door and listened for any other sounds. It was already quiet outside. Did Rufus really
leave? However, a part of me felt uneasy with how quiet it was. I had a sudden urge to open the door
and bolt out of the building, but then I hesitated. What if Rufus heard me and came back?
But I would never know unless I tried. It was a fifty-fifty chance. How unlucky must I be to run into Rufus
outside, right? I carefully put my hand on the doorknob. But just as I was about to turn it, I suddenly
noticed a crack under the door.
I got down on the floor to peek through the space between, trying to see what might be outside. As soon
as I looked outside, I saw a pair of huge werewolf feet right in front of my face. He had just been standing
in front of the door this whole time. I held my breath again. But before I could think of what to do next, a
wolf claw suddenly pierced through the thick wooden door right above my head.
My heart stopped as I blankly stared at the wolf claw. If I hadn’t lay down on the floor, the claw would
have gone right through my head.
At this point, I couldn’t think anymore. Fear had built up inside of me, and I let out a scream.
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