The Shadow Still Continues

I apologize, last night I didn't have an Internet connection at my camper, so when I was on the computers on campus I didn't have access to my files. Anyhow..... to continue. Notice that the "wyewolf" is of course the biggest ;)

My Dear Miss Lane:
The former account I made, O Margot, of all that The Shadow began both to do and to sneak, until the day in which He was taken captive, after he through the tunnel had given entrance to the Werewolves whom he had spoken of.

Chapter 4: Shadows out of Bond

I was not entirely comfortable with the thought of facing a werewolf alone, he couldn't see me but that didn’t mean he couldn’t smell me. He crept closer, fortunately staying clear of the shaft of moonlight in which I was standing. His fangs bared as he snarled and then he glanced over his shoulder.
I saw a several doorways back there with one that was open, beside it was a sign with gold plating that said in just about as simple terms as possible: Werewolf.
At the signal from the wolf though (as signal it must have been) the doors next to it began to slide open one by one. I quickly glanced over the signs.
Good heavens! Not only had Bizriel been experimenting and housing such hideous creatures as werewolves, he had even more dastardly monsters locked up with it! A Winwolf, a Wyewolf, a Hoowolf, a Wutwolf and a How-wolf all came stalking out of the doorways!
Well naturally I wasn’t going to waste any more time before making a move, they would soon have me surrounded, I boldly took the measure they would not have in the slightest expected.
“Halt! I say, Indeed, I command thee!” Which unfortunately seemed to have no effect.
Their leader (the werewolf) spoke just then.
“Why art thou here, and whence dost thou come from?” he asked rather bluntly if not rudely in fact (Werewolves always talk like that).
I waited a moment before replying, no use making myself seem too anxious to strike a bargain.
“I have come from overhill and under, I have come through fire and water, below toads and above snakes, The Shadow stalks unseen and can vanish from any place of captivity should he choose so, no bars nor walls can hold The Shadow!” This slight bluff, I felt, was justified under the rather touchy circumstances.
It must have worked for the wolves began muttering amongst themselves (everyone knows that werewolves especially are not very bright and even Bizriel had not been able to correct this fault with his new creations) and having an argument. The Werewolf turned his attention towards his fellow wolves and tried to settle the dispute, apparently it was over who had the right to eat me. Each said that since they had the greater precedence it was their inwolfiable right to have me for their supper. Perhaps my bluff hadn’t worked after all…….
But I lost no time in staying and listening, there must be another way out of this place, my first guess was opposite the doorways that the wolves had come out of (if I was their keeper I’d surely want them as far from where I come in as possible!) and certainly there was a doorway there, almost obscured in the darkness of the place.
The wolves had missed me by now, they were rushing towards me with fury in their eyes. I struggled with the door but of course it was locked from the other side. It would be!
Well, The Shadow wasn’t going to give up without a fight! I would battle them to the death if need be, and I didn’t have much hope of winning the battle against six vicious wolves. The safest spot seemed to be that shaft of light I was standing in earlier so I headed back there as fast as I could, the wolves charging head on but I had the advantage, they didn’t know exactly where I was!
I ran in between two of them and swung my fists as I passed by. On landed squarely on the nose but the other only brushed by the teeth. That was close.
The one started pawing at it’s nose, the other five wheeled around and rushed at me, I was running as fast as I could for the light, glancing back over my shoulder to see how close they were getting, the largest (the Wyewolf) was ahead of the pack and closing in fast, I knew I’d never reach the light in time so I wheeled around and as I was stepping backward prepared for the final battle.
The wolf made a tremendous leap at me and I braced my legs, but alas! One foot stumbled on a bone lying on the sandy floor and I toppled over backwards. I caught a fleeting glimpse of two pairs of legs and a tail flying over my body and then I rolled over and was on my feet again, I looked after where the wolf had gone.
He’d sailed past me and his momentum carried him right into that shaft of light I had previously been standing in. A blinding flash and then…….. the wolf was gone! In it’s place was a small pup, whimpering.
The other wolves stopped, seemingly in shock over what had happened and went howling off to their doors which closed behind them with a snap.
I went over and locked the mechanisms just to be safe.
Bizriel must have wired this light beam (I knew now it was not really moonshine but some special ray) to protect himself when he went in with his precious wolves. Why he left it on I have no idea, but I am forever indebted to him. I tossed the Wyewolf pup into his door, I wasn’t sure if the untransformation was permanent or not but I was taking no chances.
Now about that beam of light, if I could get up there I could probably find a way out. There was some iron rungs protruding out of the wall so I quickly followed them to a grate leading to a ventilation shaft. A wolf might not be able to climb ladders and unscrew grates, but The Shadow fortunately is talented in this sort of occupation. I undid the latch and crawled inside. It must lead SOME where.