"Oh my God! Oh my God! My legs, my legs!" Darryl screamed aloud, now in complete and total pain. "Somebody help me!" He called out but no one could hear him. He began to crawl with his hands, trying to find any way to escape but he couldn't get far with just his hands so he stopped and just laid still, weeping in sorrow for he was now a handicap. Just then, Darryl heard a growl from just outside the cave. The beast Kristokulos was just outside and from the sound of it, he was about to come back in. Darryl crawled as quickly as he could to a darker corner and hid in the shadows, desperately hoping that the beast wouldn't see him though he knew it was inevitable that he would. Kristokulos walked into the cave with one of Darryl's legs in his hands. He was biting at the leg, ripping off its flesh with his teeth and eating it. Kristokulos looked around and didn't see Darryl but then he looked at the darker corner and noticed him. He ran over to Darryl and grabbed him, throwing out of
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