Chapter 66
TWO BACKS’ hooves came down on my head like—like—no, there’s nothing like half a ton of horrifically mutated lovers. I dizzily threw myself forward, twisting under their appalling merged torsos, landing on my back in the grass right beneath it.
Two Backs’ front legs slammed into the ground where I’d been sprawled, tearing turf.
I kicked with my legs to push myself out from underneath their bulk—but I was too slow.
Two Backs relaxed its legs and dropped right on top of me.
Their whole weight crushed into my ribs and gut, squeezing my lungs flat. Sandwiched between Paul’s hard, bony back and the ground, the soft grassy dirt beneath me felt as unyielding as rock on my back and the side of my head.
In my narrow slice of vision, the circle of dregs around us stepped closer in o
