The sound of a blast caught Benji’s attention, he looked to see a hole had been blasted straight through the back wall of the theater. Only moments later the deafening sound of an explosions sent him staggering with his hands instinctively covering his ears. The already rundown building shook from the force and a sharp ringing persisted in his ears well after the initial sound had gone. Before he had the chance to regain his bearings a fog filled the theater followed by an intense looking monster. Benji had never seen anything like it before, and he’d never seen supernaturals as powerful as the two who were fighting the monster. A part of him wanted to go full wolf and throw himself into the fight but this sort of thing was so far beyond any of his experience. He’d been in plenty of fights with guns, knives, or blunt weapons but monsters that constantly change shape and teams of heavily armed soldiers was way more than he was used to. As much as he hated to admit it, getting involved in that fight would be foolish even by his standards and the two currently engaged in the fight seemed to have it relatively under control. 

The theater, which was a wreck before the fighting, looked like it would collapse at any second and Benji didn’t want to be around when it did. He shifted from his partial werewolf back to his human appearance and headed to the back of the theater. The back lot of the theater was occupied by a large bus and a women encouraging anyone looking to escape to hop aboard. He wondered for a second if this could be a trick of the scientists to get their hands on a bus full of supernaturals but it still seemed a better option than a giant horrible monster and over two dozen well-armed soldiers all blatantly trying to kill everyone. “Where’s this bus headed?” He shouted to the woman with the megaphone who seemed to in charge as he helped those who needed it aboard the bus.