Chase jumped out of the bed, and straight to the cupboard. He found a pair of trousers and a sweater. He jumped in clothes and rushed downstairs.

Chase screamed so high that it smashed a window. He ran over to the monster, and pushed it away from Felicia. It fell to the side, further along the floor. Felicia couldn’t move. The claw had sliced deep into her. It was hit by navel, and not by the heart. The hole was large. He threw hiself over her. “No! Felicia! Are you okay? “His tears were mixed with the words.

It was hurting as hell. She looked up at Chase. “I .. ” She said. “I cant do it anymore. I dont know what happens. But my stomach is destroyed, I am devastated.” She saw him in the eyes. But in the middle of it, her vision blurred. It was .. White. She couldn’t see. She couldn’t feel. couldn’t talk. She declined .. Away.

Chase looked down on Felicia. She was .. He dared not even think about it. He wept and stroked her forehead against. The hate in his eyes were growing. The monster stood and looked, as if it were waiting. Chase seems to be able to catch a glimpse of a smile from the large beast. He bed his teeth together. He were running against the animal. He forgot all about the pain in the foot. He kicked it in the stomach, and struck hard with his fist’s. The monster fell to the ground, and Chase ran out to the kitchen.

He was looking for a big knife. He stopped in front of a drawer, and looked out after the door to the kitchen. A pair of large red eyes stared straight at him. They approached. Fast. He opened the drawer and founded a bread knife. Chase waved threatening against the beast. It took a step backwards. Chase screamed against it. His eyes shouted of hate and anger. “Never, never do anything like this again!” He shouted hard.

He cut the knife into the chest of the monster. Blood sprayed out. It howled. It reminded most of a large mutated wolf. Its hands gesticulated against Chase, but he was faster than the monster. He drew the knife out of its chest, and stroke it to its hand. Again it howled. The monsters other hand, hitted Chase in the back. It withdrew all claws out, and scraping off his back. He screamed. The sands were cutting deeply into his back. Chase fell backwards. He still had the knife in his hand. So he tried to stand up, but the monster held him down. The monster leapt over him, and Chase held the knife in broad arm against the beast’s heart. A heart-rending shout sounded …

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