Detective Glene and Macknell were hardly breathing where they were, sweats had formed on their foreheads as fear gripped them. The soft growl of something could be heard and the footsteps were heard. A wolf walked up the staircase, coming from the first floor. It walked right past the duo and marched on Detective Glene's phone. It entered the hallway.
"Shit, your partner wasn't lying, wolves are in this fucking hotel," Macknell whispered. They eventually left where they were hiding and they moved cautiously through the walk away. They began walking down to the last floor which was also the first floor of the hotel, the control room was located there.
"This is dangerous," Detective Glene whispered, the confidence he had felt earlier had vanished after his close call with a wolf.
"Yes, it is," Macknell agreed, then they listened to the ongoing argument with their body flat against the wall.
