Escapee

I didn't know where we were, or how many guards were around, so I didn't want to risk their lives too. As I passed each silver rank, they bowed their heads to me. I used to be like them when higher ranks would walk by.

When I reached the end of the hall, two doors were in front of me. A common door, and a painted brown door. I'm guessing the brown door leads to the cages filled with Brown ranks, so I decided instead of going farther into the h.ll like dungeon, then I'll try to get out as fast as possible.

I calmed myself down, a little disappointed I couldn't rip that guy from earlier to shreds. I didn't know what was behind this door, so I didn't want to have my identity exposed. Or my true rank.

Opening the door, a concrete staircase was leading to a long path upwards. I must be exceedingly deep underground.

Following along the steep staircase, I suddenly got pushed back by an invisible force. As I fell downwards, a bunch of darts came flying at me all of a sudden.

I managed to dodge the flying darts by pushing off the staircase, and using my claws to hand on the ceiling.

With the little control and experience I have with being a werewolf, I couldn't get my toenails to transform into claws, so my legs were hanging down lifelessly. I trained in all different kinds of martial arts, so I normally would be able to stay here for at least a week or more.

When I thought the situation couldn't get any worse, gas started to leak out at the bottom step, slowly filling in the gap between us.

The odorless gas was increasing at an incredible rate now.

I'm glad I might have an idea how to get out, but there are too many things that can go wrong.

I slowly released my left hand. I retracted my claws, to take off my pants. I tied the waist and left leg hole closed with my free hand and mouth. I swung the pants around, capturing air in the closed-off space.

I cover my face with the right leg hole, fastening it around my ears. The fabric is a little too spread apart, but it is my last option.

I released my right hand that was still on the ceiling.

My only chance of escaping this white foggy gas is to return to the silver ranks cages. Or if I have to, then I can go into the brown ranked cages.

I rush through the gas, using the walls to keep track of where I am, because I can't see anything at all. Not anything below my waist.

I ignore the stinging pain in my eyes, as I reach the door.

It's locked.

I'm running out of air.

I lifted up my leg and smashed down the heavy door with all my remaining strength.

I think I breathed in the gas, I'm feeling dizzy. I walked in the silver ranked cage once again, but fell in front of one of the cages. I expected to fall and feel pain on my right side, but a pair of delicate arms wrapped around me. A delicate smell of roses was the last thing i remember before everything went black.

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