The sound that came out of Kevin's mouth couldn't really be called a scream. It was distortion and static, the wail and grind of machinery being overtaxed - sounds that just couldn't possibly be coming from a human being. Impossible. Everything about all of this was impossible.

Yet here they were - on the ground, Kevin's hand coming undone as he was pulled down atop Max, screeching and hissing through far too many teeth.

Now that the distance was closed, however, the sightless monster could tell exactly where she was...and opening his jaw wide, he snapped it down at the girl's throat, intending to tear out flesh and arteries. Intending to kill.

Intending to eat.