Going back up can only lead the werewolf to following him or looking for a new scent of prey to hunt . He could see that there was an exit door in front of where the werewolf was busy devouring the body on the floor . "There's that bottle, maybe I can hide and throw it to the other side of the room, it will try to verify the source of the sound and I will have a distraction to use for my escape . " He thought while he kept his eyes on the werewolf for any sign of it moving towards him . He carefully took some steps back and hid behind a curtain that used to separate two beds and he executed his plan .
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The werewolf turned around to look at the source of the noise and let out a deafening scream . Surgit could feel his heart pounding against his chest, he had to time his escape perfectly otherwise he might become the beast's next meal . As it made for the source of the noise, Surgit started shifting slowly towards the exit door .
"Cling!" he had hit a bottle laying on the floor with his foot . The following actions were a blur in Surgit's mind . The beast had turned around, seen him and started running towards him, smashing all the beds that were between them . Surgit had used all his willpower to get his legs to move and ran as fast as he could . All he could see was that exit door . He'd go out and close it behind him . After all it seemed like a big oaken door that could hold a beast for some minutes until he could find a way out of this terrible situation . He reached the door and closed it after him . The plan worked, the beast was still pounding at the door . He turned around to quickly find a way out of there when if front him, he saw a man with a big axe attacking him and aiming at his head "thud" . Blood filled his eyes and he saw the man's long teeth, red eyes and furry arms looking at him with fury and delight .
Surgit opened his eyes once more and found himself in a garden, lying face down on the grass . He looked up and saw an enormous moon in the sky, illuminating a huge hill . There was a garden full of white flowers and grass . It seemed like it was the only thing that could grow over there . A curved passageway in the middle of the garden led to a small wooden house on top of the hill . All around the house, gravestones could be seen surrounding it . It made for a harrowing scene .
The house looked old . It seemed that no one had been living there for a very long time . Behind the house, Surgit saw tree branches . The gigantic tree lay in the middle of another garden to which access had been restricted by fences and an iron locked door . He turned around and he saw that the hill was surrounded by metal barriers, barring access in and out of it . On the distance, Surgit saw only fog; the place resembled a floating island . Not a living sound could be heard at all . No birds, no insects on the ground and… no wind at all . It felt like the calm before the storm . That place frightened Surgit but at the same time he felt relieved to be there . The gravestones gave the place a sinister look even though its calm and flowers soothed Surgit's heart . After what had just happened to him, a few moments of silence were all he needed .
Chapter end
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