Hunted by a Werewolf (part 2 - Ecounter)

Your good buddy has decided to stay the night to keep you calm. They also wish to get a look at this werewolf if it just so happens to stop by. You are relieved to have company. In the meantime, your friend suggests you research at the library to you can be prepared for all the worst possible outcomes. You agree and you both drive to the library in your friends sexy black 1971 Monte Carlo. Once at the library, your friend drags you straight to the Folklore and Mythology section, a place they know very well. They hand you an encyclopedia on werewolves and you instantly flip through to find...
The many ways to kill the bastard. You've had just enough of this crap, you aren't even totally convinced that's what is after you, but you figure whatever it is, its going to die.
Spells and anti-curses. Maybe it was hexed or something and if you can lift the curse, their torment as well as your own will be over.
What makes a werewolf tick. Maybe you could trick it in someway... or maybe you should just consider moving instead.
How you can contract lycanthropy. You never really knew how you could get it and you want to know how.
Your friend finishes clearing the shelves of all the werewolf references and shuffles over to the check-out counter. You follow close behind. The woman at the desk gives you and your friend a disturbed look. You thrust your hands into your pockets and start looking around, kind of embarrassed. Though, your friend doesn't seem to mind and asks the librarian if those were all the werewolf books they had. She glares at your friend and angrily checks them out, nodding that those were all. You and your friend cart the freshly checked-out stack to the car. Thats when you realize you left your bag inside. You go back to the Mythology section for it and through the shelves you can see a man sifting through it! You...
Get ready to walk over there and give him a piece of your mind. That's private property!
Wait and see if he leaves. Then you'll grab whats left of your bag and make a run for the car.
Think about going up to the desk and asking about the employees. Maybe you can get him fired.
Turn around and leave. You don't want to start anything, and its not that important anyways.
Before you can put your choice into play the man stops, drops your bag and leaves. You grab it and go back to your friend who is waiting in the car. You tell them what happened and they give you a curious look. They don't mean to scare you but they believe it could have been the werewolf in its human form, following you. You search your bag to find your only form of I.D. stolen, and that is all. By now you are convinced without a doubt that a werewolf is indeed stalking you. Took you long enough. Your friend is concerned but excited. You stop by their house so they can pack a bag. Upon your arrival back home, it is now nightfall. Where are you in your house?
The bathroom. I'm so nervous...
Basement with my friend making escape routes on paper.
Living room clutching my meat cleaver.
On the porch staring at the stars but staying alert.
No matter where you are, you and your friend hear odd noises around the flowerbed in the backyard. You're friend decides to go and have a look. They promise to be careful and are clutching a revolver with silver bullets. You, yourself, are clinging to a pure silver sword that your friend gave you to defend yourself. They brought it from their exclusive weapons collection in their closet. For a few minutes all goes well and you don't hear from your friend. Out of nowhere you hear a blood-curdling scream of terror from you good buddy! You jump up and stare out the back door window, screaming for your friend. Everything goes quiet. Then... WHAM! Your friend's mangled body is tossed onto the porch in a bloody mass. Their revolver is in a similar twisted heap next to them. You cover your mouth stifling a scream. Now you want to....
Let your scream free and bolt up the stairs to your room, locking the door and hiding in the closet.
Stand there quietly, pray like you've never prayed before.
Prepare to step out onto the porch and fight to the death. Tears sting your eyes. That was your best friend damnit!
Fall to the floor sobbing. How can this be happening to you?
No matter what you wanted to do, you do not have time to take action on your thoughts. You are breathing heavily. Then, you see it. The creature is now standing next to your friends body on the back porch. Its at least 7 feet tall with those glowing golden eyes, you could never forget. It's completely midnight black, it's claws and teeth are dripping with the blood of your friend. It knows you are standing there and gives a loud howl that sends a shiver down your spine. You drop to the floor and cover your ears. You then crawl slowly into the living room and hold your sword ready, leaning against the wall next to the couch. There is a knock on front the door... what do you do?
Open your eyes wide in shock and stare at the door. Why didn't you put a window in the door? Then you could see who it was!
Run upstairs where you wanted to go earlier. No way are you opening that door!
Walk over to the door and lean against it, listening intently for who or what might be calling.
Scream that there is no one home. No solicitors aloud!!
Your Future awaits you in Part 3-End, of this quiz. What do you think will happen to you?
I'll kill that son-of-a-bitch thats what will happen! I will live!!
I'll succumb to its werewolfy evil and be turned to the dark side?
I'll rot in my closet from hiding and die of self pity and remorse.
I will be rescued somehow someway... um... i hope
You are convinced that there is no way out and your going to die, a bloody heap on the floor. Holy crap what did you do to deserve this!? You are contemplating using that sword on yourself. He cant have you!!
You are ready to kick some werewolf ass. Though deep inside the thought of being a Lycan is kinda kinky. You can't help but wonder what it would be like, though you are bent on revenge for your dearly departed buddy. Maybe you'll get to kill him. You want to badly
You are still keeping your cool. Your out for revenge but first you want to ensure your own safety. You wish your friend was still alive to keep you company and protect you. Better yet, you wish you had a machine gun.