You have to fight.

As you run along the length of the mall past all of the closed and locked up stores it becomes obvious that even if you found a store that sold something you could fight with, there is no way you could get inside. “Fucking locked doors.” But as you say that a flash, sort of a language translation, another word for lock, and unlock slides into your mind, as if it was always there, you just didn't know where to look. “It did call me a witch.” Following this for the word for unlock, and holding out your hand pointing at the sealed door to a sporting goods store. A clunk noise comes from the shutter. With a bit of disbelief you run forward, crouch down, and sure enough pull the shutter open. Just as you do you hear the all to familiar sound of the beast roaring and his clawed feet crashing down on the tiles in the mall. The creature has realized his mistake, you now have less than a hundred yards between the two of you.

Running through the store you figure the best option is to find a gun, the biggest one possible. Sure in the vision the former you didn't do any good with a shotgun, but you did make it bleed with the glass. “If it can bleed I can kill it... Right?” Something inside of you hoping if you say it out loud it will be true. Running around in the dark you also begin to think your vision in the dark is much better than it should be, which is cool but not something to think about right now, you need to find something fast. Just as you hear the beast slam into the metal door to this store, you find a small selection of firearms. Quickly you look and grab the biggest rifle you can, and realize with a jerk that it is chained to the wall. “Fuck.” Scanning you can't see anything to cut it, or break it, and no spells come to mind. Looking at the lock you try the spell for open, but nothing happens. “Fuck.” Turning to the case holding pistols, you see while they are under glass they don't seem to be locked up. Running down the next isle you go to the end with the largest box marked pistol and take a box of .44 magnum, .357 magnum, and .45acp not knowing which guns will be there. You also rip open a box on the opposite isle and grab a single 12gague slug figuring you might be able to use one of the rifles. Going back to the guns, you soon see the idea of the rifle is useless, the chain holding them is wound through the action of the gun. Turning back to the case you hold the boxes of ammo high and slam them down twice before the glass shatters filling the case with glass.

“I hear you bitch!” The beast howls, and you know you have a minute at most to grab and load a gun.

Reaching down you grab two huge revolvers, but neither will work. Grabbing two more slightly smaller they are both .410. “Fuck.” Quickly you drop them and reach in again, this time you pull up a stainless steel revolver with 4” barrel .44 magnum printed on the side. Ripping open the box you push open the cylinder and begin sliding bullets into the gun as the creature bounds closer and closer. As you click closed the cylinder, the creature comes into view. “Die!” You scream, level the gun, and squeeze the trigger, the sights coming into line, muscle memory of this body perhaps, past gun skill maybe, your former life seems a haze now so you aren't sure, but the first two rounds rip into the creatures skull perfectly and it slides across the floor. “I did it.” You say with a laugh, but no sooner do you say it the creature begins to rise again. Staring at the creature you aim the pistol and can't believe the holes in it are knitting back together, it will be fully healed soon and is going to eat you. You know that, yet you can't stop staring. Then as if you willed it to exist, you spot something within the beast, a little yellow glow, a gem perhaps. Taking aim, you make this your next target and fire. The bullet rips right through the flesh like it was nothing, but the glow remains, you missed. Again you fire, and again you miss. Boom, boom, you empty the gun, but you can't hit it. Grabbing into the case you look quickly and see one with .45 written on one side, 1911 on the other. Yanking back the slide you rip the end of the box off sending bullets dropping into the broken case, “Fuck.” You say again and as the beast rises you retrieve a single bullet, cutting your finger in the process. Sticking the bloody round directly into the opening you drop it into the barrel and push the latch that allows the slide to click closed. Taking aim as the creature turns you quietly whisper a word that you aren't quite sure but think means, guide me. Squeezing the trigger the big fat slow bullet slaps into the creature. An instant later just like that the light goes out. Then as if it was entirely made of jello or something similar, it's form completely collapses into a massive puddle of sludge. “No fucking way.” Looking down at the rather large pistol you say, “Ok, I'm keeping you.”

Leaning against the broken case you look around as your heart rate finally begins to slow and see that the total darkness that was all around is lifting as well. You are in a store after hours, wearing little more than underwear, and seem to be stealing. “I bet they have cameras.” You say out loud and make your way to where you would put the office if it was your store. It takes a bit but you eventually find a locked door, casting the opening spell again to gain entry. “Guess it just works on doors.” Walking in you find the security area and the computers that surely contain all the files. All of it is rather simple and it doesn't take much to find the recording of you standing there after killing the creature, there was only static till that moment. “Huh.” As you set to erasing the files another spell seems to creep into your mind, “Hide.” Which you are pretty sure will do the same as the beast and block camera footage of yourself. Casting it proves easy, yet after you do your head begins to throb a bit, “Guess I am hitting my limits.” You say thinking about all the games you have played, maybe they had something right, you think with a little chuckle. You are pretty sure the spell will give you about an hour.