The werewolf hanging in front of Eve's window pushed the window upwards and stepped inside as if he had done it many times before. He enjoyed inflicting horror in the people's minds before taking their lives.
He stood behind Eve, who had her back facing him. And even though the man had stayed quiet, Eve shivered because of the sudden cold air in the room and she frowned.
When the werewolf neared where Eve was, she heard the creak in the wooden flooring, something she had started to pick up after walking on the lake's icy surface. She gripped the trunk in her hand and swung it with as much force as possible, such that the trunk smacked the man's face. The person staggered and fell.
Eve felt the muscle on her arm pull because of picking up the trunk suddenly and swinging it.
"You stupid bitch!" The werewolf cursed and got up on his feet, tasting blood in his mouth. "You knew I was here, but you weren't scared?" because he didn't hear her heart race.
