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| Recover. Mud oozes from his mouth, but he has to breathe quietly even though he wants just to suck air in like a vacuum. How could he beat this thing? The only thing to equal the man's strength would be a bus. There are no weapons here. But what could he use instead? Then, he bucuresti sees his backpack. An idea forms and he looks back at the waterfall. There is a deep pool at its base. The idea is desperate, but he can think of nothing else. Stepping on his backpack, Jordan rips out one of the straps. Wrapping it around his fist, he steels himself for another fight. He throws a rock and hits the creature squarely in the back of the head. The sub-human turns around and looks absolutely shocked. But Jordan is already off running, heading toward the waterfall. He moves under the plume of falling water. The weight of water hurts, but it is dark, obscuring, which plays to his advantage. Once again, he finds apartamente de vanzare bucuresti himself wishing for air. He pulls the strap taut between his hands and waits. Even though furious, the sub-human still hesitates to follow. The murky water hides the child well. He decides there is no choice but to go fish the boy out. This time he will make apartamente de vanzare bucuresti sure the boy stays dead. He'll twist the kid's head clean off, smash it on a rock and watch the brains pour out. The creature darts into the water blindly. He feels around, but cannot find the boy. Something is tugging around his legs. He can't see what is doing the tugging, but decides to http://jonathanen.com/ step and crush it. His legs don't work though! Something is binding them together, tightly together. Jordan has managed to tie the backpack strap around the creature's legs. He can sense google the sub-human is losing his balance, but there is no time to move as the beast falls on top of him. They are both in the pool...drowning. With Jordan's legs pinned beneath his foe, there is no escape this time, no trick to use. The picture of his dream house floats past him and grows distant. His vision blacks out. The corneas of his eyes flare with a pulsating white noise. He is ready to give up and allow himself to be swallowed by the water. All his fight has been spent. You must not fall, a voice tells him from inside his head, but it is not his own voice. Silence returns again as the cold breath of death fills his lungs. Numb, he wants to let go of life. He starts to feel a beautiful warmth and a desire to sleep. But the voice is relentless, filling his every cell. Stand up! The voice pushes at him. Stand! Every word feeds energy into his tired limbs. He struggles to make his hand move and it does. Jordan's fingers can feel a tree root. He grabs and then pulls. His legs begin to slide out. He |
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