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Dylan - 2:35
Kaitlyn’s screaming his name.
The lever’s stuck.
More screaming.
Shit!
Dylan can only assume that the thing has bitten her and is seconds from finishing the job.
What the fuck are you waiting for?! Drop the damn thing!
He slams the car down on the werewolf.
Silence.
That’s a good thing — right?
“Kaitlyn?”
Dylan only gives himself a second to breathe before he rushes down toward the destroyed vehicle. “Kaitlyn,” he breathes out in relief when he sees that the wolf is pinned underneath. However, so is Kaitlyn, and she isn’t moving. Only her head and right arm have managed to escape being trapped.
“Shit, I got you!” He lifts up on the hood as best as he can in his condition, and — and her neck is gushing blood. Her head rolls slightly, and he now realizes why she isn’t conscious.
He fucking sliced her head off.
“No…Kaitlyn. I didn’t mean to…” he pleads to her. But she doesn’t respond.
The growl emanating from under the car reminds Dylan of the threat he hasn’t quite eliminated yet.
Kaitlyn’s gun is within reach. He should take it and run as far away as he can before it’s too late.
Not hesitating any more than he has, Dylan grips the gun with his good hand and staggers his way out of the scrapyard.
He doesn’t even know how he’s gonna use the thing with only one—
Fuck!
He killed Kaitlyn. Not a werewolf. Not some crazy hunter in the woods.
Him.
Dylan drops to his knees and makes no effort to keep the gun from falling into the grass beside him, suddenly not caring if a werewolf were to sneak up on him and end it right here and now.
It would be a mercy.
KAITLYN KA - DECEASED
Dylan failed to drop the car on the wolf in the scrapyard quickly. As a result, Kaitlyn was decapitated when he accidentally crushed her with the vehicle.