Just outside the door of the room where the three companions were taking refuge, a nervous looking man bearing a machine gun paced back and forth. He muttered manically underneath his breath, looking at the door with furtive glances. He could hear voices just beyond, but had been unsuccessful in trying to gain entry. "Bastards...." he muttered, pacing restlessly, "I'll get you.....you...you ain't gonna kill me....screwed up, this whole thing, absolutely nuts man.....gotta get outta here...." Just then, a strange noise came from just behind him. Whirling around, he unloaded his clip down the dark hallway, illuminating it in a violent strobe of flashing muzzle. "DIIIEEEEE!!!!! YOU AINT GONNA GET MEE YOU BASTARDS!!!" He screamed hoarsely, not caring who heard him. Bullet shells flew haphazardly in all directions, clinking against the stone floor and walls. A half minute passed before the bullets stopped flying, followed by chilling silence. The man breathed heavily, peering into the half light to see if he had hit anything.
Through the eerily dim flickering light, he could barely make out a fallen figure, lying only a few feet away from him. It looked strangely distorted and grotesque. The man let out a hollow laugh. "HAAAA!! HA HA!! THOUGHT YOU'D GET ME EH?" He strode cockily up to the figure, throwing out a kick towards its mid section. Before he could blink, his leg was sliced off. Chakka grabbed the detached leg greedily, tearing chunks of it apart with a terrifying speed. The man simply fell to the ground, blood gushing from his wound, mouth agape. He squirmed backwards, aiming his gun at the beast and pulled the trigger. Click. He pulled again. Click. No ammo.
"no....no no no.....NO!!! NOOOOO!!! NAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!" The man screamed as the beast scrambled atop him, digging its claws into his midsection, splitting the skin easily. He watched as the creature began feasting on his insides. Then he died.