FRIDAY , AUGUST THE THIRTEENTH
Well , our trip to the Monster House is over , and I needs must describe how we left that place before my memories desert me .
I continued nightly to patrol for that werewolf . No one had seen it for days . Winchester had set out after it that morning and had not returned , but on this night I heard his voice coming from near the Monster wing . I followed it , and ran smack into his — once again — shirtless torso . He was strong and covered in hair , and angry — strangely angry . He told me to return to my room ( like some tottering infant who was up too late ).
I returned to my bed , but did not prepare for the night . Deep in the dark , when all was still but me , I sat listening , and my door slowly creaked open . There , two glowing eyes looked in . It was the wolf ! It looked at me , and then dashed away ! I followed it , gun in hand !
I passed by Percy ' s door and knocked as I passed . He came out after me and I pointed as the tail of the werewolf disappeared around the corner . We followed around that corner , slowly , and through the house into the Monster Prison .
The werewolf hovered next to a cage , possibly his own , as all large beasts were kept on the lower floors . But , it was a foolish mistake to think that , for the beast leapt upon a large lever , and suddenly all of the security doors between the main house and the prison slammed shut . Percy tried to open the door but it was mechanically bolted .
The wolf dashed towards the control room and I fired my flintlock . It was my best aim , but I was a fool ! My bullets were not silver !
The beast burst into the room , pausing to look back at me , then began to move levers . Numerous levers .
Every door to every cell of every monster
was opened ! “ We ’ ve got to get out !” I cried . Creatures began to appear at their doors , slinking . The Baku burst from its cage , raging , and knocking railings apart . It charged straight at us , but leapt over us , goring the Nian that approached from behind . We managed to rush to the safety of the staircase just as ghosts began to pour out of their cells , making horrifying noises !
My good friend Percy Longville , he held onto me good and hard . We were not going to be separated , and all those times when I got upset when he manhandled me , I take back . Without his grip there on me , my bearings would have been lost !
Suddenly , the werewolf and a Minotaur crashed by , locked in combat with one another . They fell over the railing , and we rushed past . We kept climbing higher and higher .
We passed a cell where a group of what seemed to be statues had gathered . They were all gathered around a door . I thought at first that they must be gargoyles or some sort of living statues , but again , thank God for Percy Longville and his books , for he wrapped his hand around my eyes . “ What ' s going on ?” I shouted . He replied ,“ It ' s a basilisk ! Don ' t open your eyes !” And he guided me past ! I was being rescued by him ! Ha ! Ha ! What a turn ! He was impressive , even if it was just on a technicality of him knowing something that I did not . We moved for a while , but he released his grip on me and he screamed in terror at the sight of a mummy . Oh , heavens , that man . I stepped up and pushed it lightly out of the way . Mummies weigh nothing ! We ran by quite unaffected .
But then a storm began brewing . The walls began to sway . Weather was appearing inside the building ! The werewolf from below was scaling