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Message: <blockquote data-quote="The Forsaken One" data-source="post: 682157" data-attributes="member: 799">Ross slams the door wide open and finds himself gazing frantically around on the hallway. His hands all clamp, sweat dripping down his back, drawing a wet trail over his shirt where his spine should be.Where to go.. where to go... The cellar! Yes! The cellar! I can hide there and lock myself in.. yeah I can do that, but I must be quick, or the roof? I can also get to the roof and shut the hatch leading there.. I suppose.. but no time.. I must get to the cellar, it's dark there, I can hide there.. yeah.. I'm safe in the dark.... but.. but.. the dark... No I can hide there,  and shut myself in. Yes! The cellar! Safety! I must be quick...... He hurries over the hallway and towards the stairscase. He leaps a couple of steps down and halfway down, he turns around the bend in the staircase and he catches a glimpse of the Foyer. There he is greeted by the sight of a hairy furred shape, one all too familiar.Carnage is the word. The front door broken, its frame bent.Splintered glass everywhere.Black spots of pooled blood on the ground.Blood splattered across the ceiling. (18 ft. up)The smell of freshly slain game.In the middle of it all something stops its gnawing on some bloody remains. Ravaged and mutilated bodies laying spread across the Foyer along with countless pieces of bodyparts laying scattered around. Ross' gaze meets with its. Bloodlust in its eyes, shards of flesh hanging from its fangs, blood dripping from its infernal maw.It howls.It charges.[Ross loses 6 sanity. Temporary insane, for so far he wasn't temporary insane yet. You do everything that is told you and you can't stop muttering the word of god for the next two minutes.]Ross finds himself muttering a prayer, the word of god. Death incarnated charging at him.The beast is near him within a second.Its claw rakes the floor tapestry and it leaps towards its prey, death on its mind.Ross readies himself for death, but destiny has another plan for him.AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! With a huge battle cry James comes searing down from above. Seeying his friend in need he didn't hesitate a second to throw himself into the fray. Battle called.He answered.The skymetal glowing brightly, a strange blue light dances across the warriors face as he comes bearing down upon his foe. The wolf looks up, recognising the blade its eyes give away a sign or fear. But before it could act, James crashes down ontop of it. Embedding the blade deep within the Beast's demonic flesh.[Crit!]A huge splash of black blood splatters onto the floor as the skymetal draws a huge cut right across the Beast's chest. The monster leaps back in fear and pain, a large wound gaping on its chest, blood gushing out of it.It falls back, yelping with pain but gets a hold of itself.Another howl echoes throughout the near empty hotel.[Init: JamesWerewolfRoss /init][This is it folks! Action! Sorry for the delay again! Enjoy! /OOC]</blockquote>

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