Carl and Van Helsing leaned against the door, using all their weight to keep it closed.
"Well, that certainly went well," Carl remarked.
A large mass slammed into the door, making them grunt.
"What the hell happened?" Van Helsing demanded.
"I think the cure is only supposed to be administered while Oz is in werewolf form. Otherwise, Oz reverts to his wolf state."
"So what you're saying is that we have to open this door, grab another sample of the cure, and then inject it into a fully-wolfed Oz."
"Yes. It's just like old times, isn't it?"
Van Helsing only grunted in answer.
Oz slammed into the door again, making the wood splinter. They held their ground.
"You're Immortal. I think you should do it," Van Helsing said.
"Me? You're the one who's a fallen Angel!"
"But I can still be turned into a werewolf. You can't."
"No! Absolutely not!"