He'd expected to hit something hard and tough. Something solid, at least. He gasps and jerks back when the creature's flesh surrounds his fist--and then its teeth. "What--What the hell?!"

He stumbled back, suddenly realizing that Sandy was still nearby. "What're you doing--I told you to leave!"

He sucked in a breath of air. Saying this next part was scarier, in a way, than squaring off against the monster. "You need to go--I don't know how long I can hold off this thing!"