Marcus leads me to the coffin. It smells like wet dog. It smells awful here. There's a strong scent of blood. I grip my nose. All the horrors are going to be let out. I am terrified more so than I have ever been. I grip my hands. My pulse quickens. My hands shake. I tremble.

"Do not show your fear. William can smell fear." Marcus turns to me.

I shakily nod. Breathe. It'll all be alright soon. I hope. Marcus approaches the coffin. I grip my hands, so hard blood is drawn. I'm just trying to control my nerves. I watch Marcus puts the key in the hole. I watch the gears spin. I watch the coffin open. I see him now. 

"William." Marcus says.

He's furry. He's like a giant wolf on two legs. My heart races and my head freezes. He smells awful. He's in chains. Then I hear him roar and break out of the coffin. His eyes were drawn at Marcus. He pushes Marcus forward.

"William stop!" Marcus yells. 

He stops. He sniffs the air.

"It's me, brother." He says. 

William lets out a gentle growl. Marcus looks at me.

"I have my brother, now there is one last thing I need from you." He pushes me off the ledge.

I hurdle into the water and the wood.

"I need you to transform." He says.