The hellhound tore through the wall, taking out the electrical panel in a firework style explosion of white hot sparks. The lights die as the circuit is broken. Claws click against the floor as the beast moves in the dark. It sniffs loudly, searching for you, hunting for you. A deep growl rumbles through the air around you, clicking claws getting closer.

A furious battle cry nearly deafens you, followed by a ringing of metal and a guttural roar. Something heavy thuds to the ground nearby. Silence fills the narrow hallway, broken only by your rapid breathing and the pounding of your heart.

A man's voice calls from the darkness. "This way. Follow me."

Stepping carefully to avoid what you suspect is the body of the vanquished hellhound, you head in the direction of the voice. Something in the back of your mind wonders if this person is your rescuer or something worse. Another thought comes forward and asks if the person actually is a person. Left with few options, you follow his voice through the darkness.

Author's Note:  Written for a Paranormal Prompt