It's almost comforting that he can't really feel much of anything now, as the shock sets in. Everything's distant--like he's somewhere off in the treeline observing this gruesome show, watching his arm get shredded like a cheap chew toy. An insane thought bubbles up, making him giggle while he watches that monster slurp down his lost limb. Does it taste like a Slim Jim?
Now, the beast turns to him with massive jaws opening wide. A tongue so pink just doesn't look like it should belong in a mouth like that. Ew... he's drooling. Why that's the thing that comes to mind while he watches his own demise open wide before him he doesn't know... and he won't get time to contemplate it before...
CHOMP
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At 6:00am the next morning, Crichton comes awake--comes alive--in his bed with a full-throated scream. It's the scream he was too weak to make as he faced those jaws closing around him. Now, it won't stop. Who and what the hell was that?!
rest in pieces
Now, the beast turns to him with massive jaws opening wide. A tongue so pink just doesn't look like it should belong in a mouth like that. Ew... he's drooling. Why that's the thing that comes to mind while he watches his own demise open wide before him he doesn't know... and he won't get time to contemplate it before...
CHOMP
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At 6:00am the next morning, Crichton comes awake--comes alive--in his bed with a full-throated scream. It's the scream he was too weak to make as he faced those jaws closing around him. Now, it won't stop. Who and what the hell was that?!