I stepped off the tram, looking back at the mountain now engulfed in flames. I had tried to search for Nines after I had crushed the werewolf in the observatory door, but the sun would be up soon and I had to find a safe place to sleep for the day. It was with a heavy heart that I left, certain he was gone forever. As I exited the building, I found Jack waiting for me in an older model Toyota in a dark blue color. He stepped out of the car and walked around, grabbing my arm and pulling me towards the vehicle.
"C'mon kid! Get in the car!" he barked. "The sun'll be up…We gotta get the hell outta here!" I stopped and flung my arms around him, sobbing.
"Jack," I wailed. "Nines is dead!"
"Shit," he swore, wrapping an arm around my back while he pulled open the car door with his free hand. "We ain't got time." He pushed me into the car and hopped in the driver's seat, speeding away. I cried the whole way, clapping my hand harshly over my mouth so I wouldn't make too much noise. Jack glanced over at me a few times before reaching over and pulling me into his side.
"I'm sorry, kiddo," he said.
"A-a w-werewolf g-g-got hi-him," I cried. Jack cursed and sighed.
"It's okay," he said, patting my arm. "We'll figure this out."