Chapter 4
The Escape

Jack woke up, the moon was glaring rudely through the windows, there was no wind. Phil was slightly snoring still, but Frank wasn’t in his bed. Jack got up slowly, when he remembered how Frank had powers.
‘Maybe he already knows I was going to wake now’ thought Jack, and he shivered at the thought. Jack slowly crept to the bedroom door, fear swelling in him for every step. He waited by the door, dreading to find what was behind it. And jack looked. Nothing, the kitchen was completely empty, nothing n the benches, table. Jack walked over to the cupboard, and peered inside casually. Nothing, all food gone, all equipment gone. There was a loud cluttering from inside the bathroom, the moon still shining through the windows, jack walked up to the bathroom door, swelling courage inside him, he opened the door. Frank was frantically shoving stuff in, he looked up in shock as the door opened, and when he saw it was Jack put a hand to his heart.
“You frightened me jack” whispered Frank, sounding alert. There was a very loud snore from Phil, and Frank leaned closer to jack,
“Wake up your brother, tell him to shut up!’ said Frank urgently, Jack crept over to Phil, grabbed a pillow and whacked him over the head,
“Shut Up!” said jack, Phil jerked up, looking around,
“I didn’t do it!’ oh…” he realized he was in Rankovick.
Frank came rushing out of the bathroom, and saw jack and Phil; he pressed his finger against his hand,

Stay Quiet” whispered Frank,
“Why do we have to be so quiet?’ whispered jack, Phil nodding in agreement.
“Because there prowling the streets” whispered Frank,
“Who?” asked Phil,
“A Shadow lurker, and …and” Frank shivered,
“A Wholmer”
“A what!?”
“A Wholmer!” whispered Frank urgently, a look of fear in his eye,
“I’ll tell you later” jack and Phil packed all there stuff; there wasn’t a lot, and they got ready to leave. Frank walked up to the door, and peeked through the keyhole. Still looking through key hole, and waved jack and Phil forward and they came, and then Frank opened the door slightly, he sprinted into the darkness of the night. But the night was not ad dark as most nights, as the moon was at its fullest. Phil quickly followed; jack got ready to go, looked around, and scooted after them. Frank and Phil were waiting in an alleyway, looked around the curb,
“Good” muttered Frank, then he ran down the street, looking around wildly, he truly looked like an old man, then something happened which made Jacks heart beat harder . Something jumped forward from the shadows, but Phil pushed jack back, so he couldn’t see. There was an tremendous roaring, and all the lights in the village seemed to switch on at once, there was a buzz as the whole village awoke, all scared in there beds, whispering to one another, “Did you hear that?” ; What ever the thing was it disappeared soon after, and Frank was left lying in the middle of the road. Torchlight’s went on, scanning the street for the source of the noise. There was a slow beat of sirens as Police came, jack looked up in fear, and the police would shoot them, no matter if they had done anything; but for fun. There excuse would be poor; jack raced over to Frank, Phil hot on his heels, and pulled the old man up. Frank got up easier, and joined them running, the suitcases on there shoulders, they ran, people were shouting from there houses, but withdrew back inside when the sirens squawked even louder. Jack looked back, he was blinded for a bit when a light flared around the corner, Jack covered his eyes, seeing white, but kept running forward. Frank stopped,
“Go ahead, I’ll deal with these ones” said Frank, a determined look on his face, “And I’ll do it the easy way” muttered Frank as an afterthought, Jack and Phil kept running, aware that there was a light following them from the Police Cars. Jack looked back; Frank was standing there, a short figure against blinding light, a shadow.
It inspired Jack, Frank was old and defenseless; he was facing cruel men with AK-47s and rifles, and cars. Jack was tempted to run back and try and help Frank, but jack knew his duty. Jack stopped when they reached the edge of the village, and watched the battle. Frank raised his hand, then shouted something. The car which was leading jerked sideways, heading full speed towards an house,
“What of those inside?’ gasped Phil, but the car crashed into the wall, bursting into flames, a spark drifted off from the flames, and caught the house which was on top, which was wooden, and it caught on fire, burning those inside. Jacks eyes swelled with tears, it was the first time he had seen death so cruel. Jacks attention slipped back to where Frank was, the flames licking behind Frank, the light had gone. More cars were approaching, at least two more. This time Frank raises his hands and clapped. The car in front hurtled past Frank, and past the fire, and stopped short behind Frank. 3 bodies tumbled out of the car, obviously dead. This time Frank ran, heading fro the car, the last police car close in pursuit. Frank hopped in the car, and took off. The police car driver had his eyes on Franks Car, and accidentally slipped into the fire, and the car blew up. More fires started across the street, smoke rising thick and fast. Frank drove up to where jack and Phil were, and pulled them onto the car, they sped off, into the forests around Rankovick, fires raging through Rankovick and the thing roaring in rage.
“We made it” said Phil in relief, Frank shook his head,
“We only got past the Rankovick Human Defenses” said Frank, staring ahead, jack heard him murmur something,
“Now its time to face what hell can throw at us, from here to Spain”

There was soft thudding, it sounded as though branches were being ripped apart, some strange beast could be heard snarling behind them, but all jack could see was darkness, jack couldn’t see his enemy, no one to fight, nothing to fear. But the noise. There police car was a jeep, with a machine gun on top, there was a roof, with several holes so you can stand up. The back of the jeep had nothing to protect them but the sides had protection. They then shot out of the foliage, and the noise stopped, Jack looked behind them, there were yellow eyes gleaming from the forest, watching the. Jack shivered.
“What was that?’ asked Phil, sounding very scared.
“Have you ever had time to read stories about, wolves?’ asked Frank, Jack and Phil nodded, wolves were lovely and cute, but nasty when they want ed to be, which was usually.
“And they human form of wolves?” asked Frank again, jack shivered, he nodded, Phil looked horrified,
“You…you mean that was a”
“Werewolf” finished Frank, Jack was shocked,
“but werewolves don’t exist” said jack, he knew they were just stories,
“Werewolves have hidden themselves lately, for the past 4 centuries, after humans started to become aware of them and kill them” said Frank, still driving,
“They will kill, and some work for the forces of… evil” finished Frank, jack knew he was going o say something else,
“And what was the thing which grabbed you?” asked Phil,
“That was Wholmer, terrible beats, they love human stomachs the best” said Frank with a shiver, fear in his eyes,
“But these things are supernatural, they don’t exist” said jack, Frank looked over,
“They do, because you just saw that we were chased by an Werewolf, there’s no stories now Jack, these beats work for evil, and there’s more then Werewolves, Wholmer and Shadow lurkers, much more” said Frank, it was at that moment when jack realized how dangerous of an adventure they were in, this could easily kill him as someone could clap there fingers.