I moved back and thrust out my foot as the gorilla guard charged at me again. I went behind it and wrapped my arms around its large, sinewy neck and squeezed, tighter, tighter, and it struggled and tried to get up, but I forced my knee down on its back and squeezed, shouting now, screaming, salt in my mouth as I choked whatever animated its monstrous form out of it, until it finally lay still and I dropped its lifeless carcass on the floor with a gurgling sound. It lingered for a short while before dissipating.
When I heard a cry and footsteps, I stood up and walked up to the thing. Mr. Paul was rushing towards me, so I waited until the last possible moment, then turned as he tried to run me over with the spear. Mr. Paul yelled like he'd been burned as I gripped the spear by the crap and
