User blog comment:Prof. Draco/RP/ Cursed be he.../@comment-1674153-20130609013819

(Well, speaking of the Literary Aisle)

Tyler got close to the door, and felt a strange presence...Goldman...Morgenstern...Florin...

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The zombies were frustrated that they lost the wolf, and began to try to find her. However, just as quickly as she had appeared, she leaped repeatedly from the shadows with her fangs outstretched, and ripped the heads off of the surprised zombies one by one. When only Old Bone was left, he managed to give her a nice scratch against her flank. She howled, but batted his head away from his body with a whack of her giant paw. The head went high, soaring into the storm cloud gathering up above. After a moment, the storm disappated.

(OK, seriously, I have no other way to explain how the bell got the static storm to stop - so Etir from Old Bone's head froze it)

However, the wolf had little time to contemplate this, for as soon as the storm disappeared, she heard a chime in her head, and she howled again in pain. She butted her head against a shelf, repeatedly, trying to resist the temptation she had in her mind to go towards the source of the chime. Half of her may be wolf, but the other half was human.

The shelf, however, toppled, and fell onto another one, creating a chain reaction of falling artifacts. The electricity from the artifacts fired off a large bolt into the Warehouse ceiling, which seemed to recharge the storm, and make it grow stronger.

The wolf yelped at the sudden light, but the combination of light and sound was strong enough to clear her mind. She shook her head for good measure, and began lopping towards the Gooery.