Are You A Werewolf's?
Uncontrol
The hairy figure began to rampage, screaming incoherently until the scream almost broke the eardrum of the person who heard it. He kicked the bed until it bounced far towards the door, finally the door was smashed by a hard impact. Even the door of the room had suffered a bit of damage. William also destroyed what was around him. The suddenly changing atmosphere managed to feather Sophia and Jasmine standing up. Sophia walked back a few steps. Finally Sophia was cornered in the corner of the room. Sophia's fingers began to shake, her heart racing. His usually blushing face sometimes paled sometimes reddened. Both of his arms were trying to protect his body. His eyes were round, eager to try to escape, but it was a pity that he was in the corner of the room while William was right in front of the door. It was impossible for him to escape through the door. Sophia tried to rack her brain, looking for something that could help her to escape, she reached into her pocket. Fortunately the needle was still there, with trembling hands Sophia tried to throw the needle towards William who was rampaging. But unfortunately, instead of piercing the surface of his skin, William even deflected the needle until finally turned piercing the surface of Sophia's skin. Sophia tried to dodge But fateful body that seemed to shiver was not able to move much due to her own fear. As a result his dope needle even managed to insult the boobokan. Sophia eventually fell asleep.
Seeing that, Jasmine seemed to sense what Sophia had felt. Instantly the blood red bead stared intently at him. Too bad, same as Sophia. He was also cornered in the corner of the room, his burden increasing when he had to protect the unconscious Sophia.
"Oh my god...how is this...must one of us sacrifice ourselves?." Inner Jasmine.
William's rampage made Jasmine flinch from her daydream. Jasmine's mind felt chaotic, she was trying to find a gap to the exit. He presses a small remote he used to activate the alarm in Arthur's room. Well, usually he uses that thing to call everyone who lives in that place, when there is an emergency. It was rarely used, until recently. But no matter how many times he tried, the results were still nil. Nothing has changed. It was as if Arthur no longer cared about their circumstances.
Jasmine was very disappointed, Whereas at a time like this she desperately needed reinforcements.but what?, no one wanted to help them, no one was able to help them, no one was able to help them, while there they can do nothing. Oh my god!, what is he. The genius scientist who almost crazy and lost his genius and rubbed his mind until no longer because of its contents.Fear that controls their inner.don't outsmart the violent creature, just think it is not capable. They really almost lost their minds!.
"Ck.. where is that person.. ah no. what can I do right now.." Jasmine's inner.
Feeling that there was nothing else he could neglect, especially when the person he thought could help him was not there. Now it was Jasmine who shuddered in horror. His chest felt tight to cause his breath to gasp, his ears buzzing as if trying to cover his hearing, his heart pounding, not because of love, but as if it would be dislodged. His muscles begin to tighten, causing pain. A loud shout was heard clearly as William swung his claws at Sophia. His sense of empathy seemed to convey what Sophia felt, even though the person did not budge as well. Jasmine then ran towards him, as if she did not love life. And unfortunately again, the werewolf was getting emotionally unstable, he went berserk for no apparent reason why he did it. Seeing that, Jasmine's fear grew even more so. He saw William as if he were going to see the angel of death charging for his life. His breath seemed to be stuck in the throat, the flow of blood vessels seemed to be stuck, until his face paled. He shouted loudly as William scratched his sharp claws to incise a wound on Jasmine's back. He immediately turned himself back, this time William separated the distance between them. William bared his sharp fangs, clear saliva began to flow from his mouth, to drip soaked on the surface of the floor, his hairy hands that covered the sharp fingernails behind it and blocked one of Jasmine's wrists. His eyes were round, his breathing was getting breathless or even barely breathing anymore, he was screaming hysterically. Even so, his mind is not dead as well apparently. His hand felt the feel of the objects around him, he remembered that Sophia was carrying a large number of anesthetic needles. He reached into Sophia's pocket. But Jasmine still did not take off her eye contact from William, so William's focus was only on him. He did not realize that the hands that were still free were holding some anesthetic needles. Stupid if Jasmine missed this opportunity, she just plugged the dope into William's flesh. William finally fell into his lap. Seeing that, Jasmine heaved a sigh of relief.
"huff.. thankfully, God still saved me.., I almost died.." Mumbled
while filling the bodies of Sophia and William, then lay them down on the bed. It takes about 2-3 hours to let the medicine he is taking react, while his anesthetic needle will stop working after 3 hours have passed. But it does not rule out the possibility if the sedated person wakes up faster than expected. Recalling that, Jasmine again sighed in relief and left the two of them behind. Then went to find Arthur whom he had called earlier.
"Ck. where that shitty guy is, how stupid he was to let me and Sophia get caught in danger!!!. ck that guy should be taught a lesson!!" His mind while clucking annoyed, Jasmine then broke down the door of Arthur's room. Without lowering the door algae but just immediately kick with all his energy. The door was opened wide and then hit as if it was going to break. However, how surprised he saw a quiet room that no one else was there. He also wondered where Gilbert had gone. Jasmine searched everywhere for them, she did not meet the two of them in the laboratory.
"How is the doctor?. Does he still have a chance to survive?." Arthur asked who was worried about Gilbert. He hoped that his friend would be fine, but if he remembered what had happened to him. And remembering the blood that smeared his body from the mouth at once his hope seemed to break. Moreover, when the doctor walks towards him with a face that implies sadness.