Talk:Werebat/@comment-27203698-20151112213636/@comment-30700719-20170718230428

"Ah, I see. It's just like the Weeping Angels, isn't it?" I slowly walk backwards, keeping my light on them. "Oh, this is going to be fun..." My back hits the wall, and my head spins around to look. Looking back towards the Werebats, I see that they haven't moved from their original spot. "That's right...Weeping Angels only moved when you weren't looking at them. Werebats only moved when the light isn't on them." I thought for a second, then got out a roll of duct tape. The lead Werebat cocks her head in confusion, and I tape the flashlight over my shoulder, so that it continuously protects my back. I then turn away from them and begin to jauntily find a way out of the cave, whistling a merry song. After a while, I spot a strange tome on the ground. I kneel to pick it up, and leathery flaps fill the air behind me. I quickly grab it off the floor and book it (aha? ha?). I didn't know where the exit was, I just needed to run. The flashlight beam bounced around, allowing the monsters behind me to easily give chase. The flapping and weird slurping noises got louder and closer, but just around a bend, I saw the exit. It was at that moment that the flashlight gave out, not even sputtering to indicate low charge. A loud, piercing shriek filled the darkness. My instincts fuelled my legs, and the adrenaline produced by my body increased fourscore. Somewhere, in the back of my mind, a small fact brought itself to centre stage.

"Some species of bats feed on adrenaline-rich blood. They do this by first terrorising their target, at which point they begin to feed. They travel in large flocks, and these flocks can kill a deer."

That thought got pushed out the window as I sprinted towards the exit. It was so close...A hand closed around mine, and I kept going. My momentum was carrying me forward, despite the Werebat clutching on with one hand. I burst out of the cave. Triumphant freedom was mine!...and then I fell off the cliff. I looked around for a second, then took a deep breath in. "Dammit. No one likes the smell of a corpse at their door." I turned to the Werebat who was still clinging onto me. "I'm sorry in advance about the smell. That's just how decomposing works." She let out a confused "Huh?" before I pushed her away from me. The last thing I saw before I hit the rocks below was the Werebat spreading her wings and slowing her descent. Then everything went black.