Ice Wolves
You decide not to attack and instead say, "We were coming to seek shelter. We have been attacked."
You suddenly feel a jerk on your arm, turning you around, making you face-to-face with the receptionist. He is frowning and his grip tightens. "What makes you think that the lodge is safe?" he demands.
"We just thought that-" you begin, but he puts a hand to your mouth. Behind you, you can hear James and Bob gasp as they see him.
"You should not be here," says the clerk. "You have endangered all of us by coming."
"What do you mean?" you hear Bob ask.
"The werewolves have targeted you as its prey," he replied, releasing your mouth. "Now that you're in here, they will be here soon, and they will kill all of us."
That's when you notice something. His bandage is off, and in his hand is three deep wounds, each about an inch in diameter. "Oh, no!" you say. You push him off and run to your friends. "He's been bitten!"
The clerk growls an inhuman roar before he screams in pain. You are forced to watch as hair rises from his skin. His mouth becomes elongated, and his teeth sharpen and lengthen. He then lifts his head and howls deafeningly. Then he lowers his eyes to you. "Hell no," you manage to utter.
He slowly advances towards you all, his now clawed feet clicking against the tile floor. You remember that you have your torch and swing it at him. He jumps back, the flames missing him by an inch. Then he pounces on you, his claws digging into your chest. You scream as his fangs reach down for your throat. Suddenly, your attacker yelps in pain and jumps off of you, running out the door. You look over at your friends. James had his torch in his hand like a sword, his teeth gritted and his skin moist. You get up from the ground and pat him on the back. "Thanks!" you tell him.
All of a sudden, you hear a multitude of howls outside the lodge. You open the door and peek through. Tens of figures were sprinting through the snow, their eyes...on you! "Uh, guys," you say. "Run!"
You slam the door and sprint into the hallway. Your friends are right behind you. "Where do we go?" James asks.
You look around. There are three directions you can go in. You hear the door burst behind you, and you realize that you must choose quickly.
You suddenly feel a jerk on your arm, turning you around, making you face-to-face with the receptionist. He is frowning and his grip tightens. "What makes you think that the lodge is safe?" he demands.
"We just thought that-" you begin, but he puts a hand to your mouth. Behind you, you can hear James and Bob gasp as they see him.
"You should not be here," says the clerk. "You have endangered all of us by coming."
"What do you mean?" you hear Bob ask.
"The werewolves have targeted you as its prey," he replied, releasing your mouth. "Now that you're in here, they will be here soon, and they will kill all of us."
That's when you notice something. His bandage is off, and in his hand is three deep wounds, each about an inch in diameter. "Oh, no!" you say. You push him off and run to your friends. "He's been bitten!"
The clerk growls an inhuman roar before he screams in pain. You are forced to watch as hair rises from his skin. His mouth becomes elongated, and his teeth sharpen and lengthen. He then lifts his head and howls deafeningly. Then he lowers his eyes to you. "Hell no," you manage to utter.
He slowly advances towards you all, his now clawed feet clicking against the tile floor. You remember that you have your torch and swing it at him. He jumps back, the flames missing him by an inch. Then he pounces on you, his claws digging into your chest. You scream as his fangs reach down for your throat. Suddenly, your attacker yelps in pain and jumps off of you, running out the door. You look over at your friends. James had his torch in his hand like a sword, his teeth gritted and his skin moist. You get up from the ground and pat him on the back. "Thanks!" you tell him.
All of a sudden, you hear a multitude of howls outside the lodge. You open the door and peek through. Tens of figures were sprinting through the snow, their eyes...on you! "Uh, guys," you say. "Run!"
You slam the door and sprint into the hallway. Your friends are right behind you. "Where do we go?" James asks.
You look around. There are three directions you can go in. You hear the door burst behind you, and you realize that you must choose quickly.