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Hammerfan and ___V___ walk into the hallway above, which has closed doors on both sides.


Hammerfan: If that was a werewolf, how did it die by your bullets? I heard they dont die so easily. And who was the guy who let me in? He said his name was neverending and then he-

___V___: disappeared. All in due time, lady. We are here.


___V___ stops in front of a huge locked door, gets something out of his pocket, and inserts it into the keyhole and turns. There is an unlocking sound, and he pulls the handle downward and pushes. The door opens with a slight creak. He pulls them both quickly inside, and closes the door behind them.


___V___ (quietly): We are safe...for now.

Hammerfan (sarcastically): Great. I was beginning to worry.

___V___ (looking at her): You dont believe me, do you?

Hammerfan (stretching the hand holding the lantern out): Try me.


The room they are in has a locked door on the other side. A window nearby is bolted shut, and they can see a couch and settee in the centre...overlooking an enormous glass bookshelf.

___V___ motions to the couch and Hammerfan walks over, puts the lantern on the table beside the couch, and sinks heavily into it with a deep sigh.___V___ looks around, then tears off a long, thin curtain and walks over to Hammerfan. He then proceeds to bandage her wound tightly.


___V___: We dont want you bleeding all over the place. They smell it and get voracious.

Hammerfan: They?

___V___: The things out there.

Hammerfan: But you said they were werewolves.

___V___: Technically, yes. Thats what they are. But these are different. They move differently, and can fly for short distances.

Hammerfan: f-fly?!

___V___: Yes. It must be the virus...

Hammerfan: What virus?

___V___ (taking a deep breath): Ok hear me out. I was a TV news reporter once-


___V___ never gets past the first sentence. A loud thud is heard from the next room behind the locked door on the other side, followed by a deep moan. Both Hammerfan and ___V___ instantly turn towards the door.


Hammerfan (whispering): Wh-what could it be?

___V___ (whispering back): Wait here. And this time I mean it.


___V___ walks over to the locked door and listens for a few moments. He then tries the handle, but it doesnt budge. He looks around and notices a key hanging from the wall beside the door. He grabs it and tries it on the keyhole, and the door unlocks.

___V___ looks below the door for a second, and satisfied...opens the door slightly. He peers into the room beyond.


___V___ (in a low voice to himself): Oh...my...GOD!!!