The fall could have been less pleasant. It also could have been a lot more pleasant, and Firo cringed for Sandy when he thought of how much more uncomfortable she had to be. All this crap probably wasn't good for her wounds at all, either.

With the light over them, he wondered if the creature would be able to see them. He tried to pull himself over the trash bags to better shield her.

"You okay? Is this thing gonna stay on our tail?"

He tried to shield his eyes from the debris as he looked up, searching for any sign that the thing was coming after them.