To the rescue

You turn around to head back down the steps, when you hear a scream from below. You go down a few steps until you can see the second floor landing. You see a hairy, hulking figure, grab an attractive young woman. She screams. It handles her like a rag doll, pinning her to the wall. As it howls, you get a better look at it, or rather him.

He is easily six foot six, covered in hair of the darkest brown. His eyes are those of a wolf. His mouth juts out about six inches and is filled with canine teeth. His claws slice away the girls pants and undergarments. He penetrates her with a massive penis, nearly a foot long. She whimpers.

You pause. If werewolf legend is to be believed you need something silver or you are toast. Gwen had a silver broach, but you have nothing. Trying to rescue the girl, or even get by them would be suicide.

You look down at them again. He is simply holding her aloft, sliding in and out with ease. She now seems to be twisting helping him get a better angle. He slams her hard and she howls in delight. The floorboard you are standing on squeaks. She looks up and opens her eyes. They are no longer human eyes, but rather the predatory eyes of a wolf.

"Shit!" You need to get out of here. You look at the map. There is a spiral staircase in back. The only potential problem is it goes into the Icky Sqicky Hall.