Sarah was out of her mind with fear but lunged at the monster never the less. She felt that if she continued to lay there and scream, she would just be laying down like the lamb to the slaughter and, damn it, she wanted to live! She was attacking this THING like a wild woman, not a care in the world besides saving herself and Michael. She was scratching at his eyes and swearing when she heard Michael stir.

Michael heard Sarah screaming and reached out to help her. He realized with a jolt that his eyes were cold and he appeared to be lying on the ground. His back was getting cold and wet so he sat up slowly, his head swimming with the effort. When he was able to focus his eyes and make the men pounding in his skull slow down their actions, he looked to wear he could hear Sarah letting out her warrior screams.  What he saw gave him pause. Sarah was sitting on top of, what was that thing?, something attacking it for all she was worth, all the while cursing and screaming at it. "Sarah. Sarah. SARAH!!!" Michael shouted at her.

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