Thats gonna hurt in the morning...
With the last of your energy, you make a fist and punch it in the nose. It connects with a thud, and a sickening crack. Its head turns in the direction your punch is going, it's grip loosens on your throat and it falls over on top of you. You push it off and get up. You get your gun and shoot it. It attempts to get up, but falls back down.
You celebrate your minor victory, but you have failed to notice that...
Written by underdrag on 30 June 2006