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Screaming, crying. Trying to get away. Clawed the pavement, tore off three nails. Pink meat underneath. Just another foot or two, get into the street, a car will see me.
No one saw me. It coiled something, a tentacle, around my ankle, dragged me. Took its time. No hurry.
Looked over my shoulder. Saw it. No idea how to describe it. Where it stood, the ground rippled like water. I could see through the thing’s skin. See its organs. I was still screaming, but my throat wasn’t making a sound. Wetness on my chest. I looked down and saw my vocal chords. It was lifting them towards its mouth. Slow.
I gagged on my own blood. Not for the last time. Figured I was dead. Looked down again. Saw that most of my left leg was in its mouth. Saw the teeth coming down. Heard a crunch. Didn’t feel anything.
Someone was yelling. I turned my head. Felt myself slipping away. Saw someone.
A black dude. Brother had a machine gun.
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