Well things just went from shaky to down the tube.
Our warehouse was blitzed by a rapid response team of some kind (I couldn't bloody see who or what!). They hit with tear-gas. I was caught completely off-guard. Then the door bursts in and catches me on the back of the head. When I came to Ellie managed to drag me out. She told me to leg it. But I didn't want to leave her behind. I eventually gave in, but I still burned about it. I took on shadow form.
The rest got taken off in a helicopter. As far as I could follow it was headed out to the heath then banked off towards Poole. I made my way to Poole. I figured that the most likely place would be the police station. When I finally got there, I found a raven… or rather a raven found me. It told that they were out to sea on an island. Then it just vanished into a pool of blood! Werewolf life just gets weirder and weirder….