Juliette
Barely able to stand on my two feet, not to mention climb the flimsy metal ladder, I push through the surge of energy that almost knocked me out.
Reaching the top, I’m faced with a round metal structure that looks like the cover of a manhole, but it has some levers that I assume need moving if I want to exit.
So I start twisting the rusty old levers, and thanks to my newfound strength as a werewolf, I succeed in opening the round hatch.
I have to admit, popping out of the ground and facing whatever it is out there is not particularly appealing, but what other choice do I have? I have to get out here at all costs, I just hope the cost is not my life this time. Is it so bad that what I really want to find up there is a bathroom? I should be dreaming of falling, figuratively sp
