She'll find him again. Later.

For now, the day is hers. This town is hers. She's powerful. More powerful than she's ever been. 

She breaks open the door and runs.

The town is hers. The people are hers. Everything is hers.

The alpha heads towards the woods, she needs more blood. More meat. She's so hungry.

So she hunts.

There are many, many sources of blood in the woods. Some are human.

Well. This is her town, her territory. And she's so so hungry.

She eats her fill.

Some of her classmates elect to attend a party.

The alpha goes looking for whats hers.

His scent is familiar now. He's easy to track.

The house is larger than most in this town, and it's not exactly quiet. The entire building looks appropriately sinister, with sourceless organ music, pale green light, and various gory tableaus. 

Juliet changes back to human, Matts close presence helping her focus.

She's covered in blood... and naked. She looks around for something to cover herself.

There is a women's small t-shirt on the front lawn of the Washington house. It's soaked in a particular bodily fluid that she might prefer not to smell too deeply.

Yeah, she's not touching that.

Instead she sneaks inside the house through a window and into what she hopes is a bedroom.

Based on the sounds coming from this window, she might like to try the next one over.

That works too.

She does that.

This room is empty of humans, though there are some plastic cups of beer adorning it.

Classy.

She looks around for some clothes or even a large sheet. Going further into the house naked seemed like more trouble than it was worth.

Though she could say she was "dressed" as Lizzie Borden with the amount of blood she was covered in.

There's nothing lying around besides a neatly made bed, but she can try the closet.

The bedsheet would work but she tries the closet first.

The closet contains long, pastel skirts and pink and purple tops in various styles; there's a simple purple t-shirt that might be only slightly tight on her.

Well. Not really her style, but she cant really afford to be picky... Juliet quickly gets dressed in a skirt and the purple top.

She ignores the blood for now, it's Halloween, nobody is really going to question it. Still. She needs to find Matt and leave quickly. She's fucked everything up so much. Getting out of town tonight is her only option.

Juliet takes a deep breath and leaves the room.

There's an entire party to wade through.

The host spots her, and heads in her direction.

Juliet can be friendly. She actually likes Josh.

She meets him half-way.

"Diaz, hey. The house looks so great, sorry I wasn't able to pitch in. Probably should have asked my cousin to schedule the murder of my dad till after Halloween. Would have been much more convenient. And suitably dramatic."

"No problemo. We can schedule my dad's murder when you need something. Do you want a beer?"

"I mean, I'm on a roll today, apparently. So if your dad needs murdering now is the time to tell me." She pauses. "A beer would be great."

"Sweet. Do I suggest targets?"

He retrieves a beer by shouting "Beer!". A can is thrown at him. He hands it to her.

"I'm open to suggestions. Don't have much time though. I'll be leaving town soon."

She drinks the beer.