The blow from behind knocked him face first into the door, he slid half way down, it grabbed him by the hair dragging him into the middle of the room, slinging him around like a ragdoll. He bounced off one of the crates.
He came to shaking his head and slinging blood, growls, heavy breathing was coming from the other side.
He slid to the side and looked nothing, he moved to the other side, there it was big, strong, winged but what was it?
He didn’t care, he went for the door once more.
He crawled from one crate to the next checking it’s whereabouts, it saw him.
Swoop it was on him, it’s face inches from his face.
It’s piercing black eyes, steely sharp teeth, drooling.
Sweat rolled down his face,
he tried not to move, he just prayed.
It moved closer taking his breath away and in one swipe it’s claws penatrated his chest.
Blood gushed from his wounds, coughing spraying the creature, gasping for air, trying to crawl away, it slashed him again.
His eye’s rolled back into his head and closed.