Then a “Whale Whip”. swiftly rushed across the floor. Men in pickup trucks ran over it, but it wouldn’t die. It had to be kept completely dried out in suspended animation to keep it under control. If any dampness at all touched it, the thing would grow huge and eat everything with its long whipped tentacles. But it seemed to have no interest in me as if I were immune to it.

There was a terrible haunting moaning noise like a large horn echoing somewhere in the distance, but I couldn’t tell where. It seemed to be getting louder and closer.

That honking noise was right nearby, and then above me was a thing shaped like a sea shell with a red tongue hanging out.It seemed to be after me so I ducked down out of sight.

It killed the Salagite Wiezzora. There was blood, blood everywhere, and on me, too!

It’s going to suck me up and pulverize me in its open mouth!