CLOVERFIELD TWO... page 3

Hud was glad that Beth was still alive and grieved that Marlena wasn't with them anymore. It was horrible pulling Beth off of that rod. Hud could swear he could feel it within his own upper torso, from inside to the outside and down to his shivering toes and throughout his whole skeleton as they freed her from it. The pain she must still be in as they rushed to get out of that darkened and tilted apartment while that giant bald mutant sloth circled around with its insane echoing screeches.
It would be so weird if a flaming hobo jumped out at them just now.
Finally, at last, at least Lilly was gotten onto that other chopper and out and the wait they almost couldn't endure until they were in their second chopper... such long seconds.Oh, they had made it! They'd be safe now!
And then that bleeping monster had to jump! Why couldn't it just die calmly and quietly. Why'd it have to copy Jaws. Or Big Ass Spider. Or that piranha movie where one of those bleepin' fish broke through the periscope of a submarine and attacked that guy through his eye as he screamed, "AHhhh AHhhh AHhhh!" Or something like, whatever. it was that Milhouse said.
Pulling Rob away from the wreckage of the downed helicopter and holding onto the camera was difficult. Thank whatever goodness they were unbelievably still alive with limbs whole and unbroken. And they were gonna make it! Getting Rob up finally, he was running faster than Beth and Hud. Those impact tremors really kick your heart's stomach in the tush.
But, OH, that darn camera! And bleeping double darn for dropping it? And then looking up into those curious dead black fish-like eyes,, things flapping on the side of its head... and it couldn't be looking down. Oh, please don't see me! Please don't see me! Is it looking at me? It can't be! I'm not a flaming hobo that would attract attention and I'm so small and it's so big! WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE DAYLIGHT! Hud thought more bleeps as that giant weird head came rushing down with its mouth opening and an orchestra was playing Jaws music somewhere . Hot foul breath of the blood of others... and possibly fish, the coppery tang of the head of the statue of Liberty and a strong oder of fishy salt water... some hand sized fishes were flopping in some potted pools of giant mutant sloth saliva ...
OH BLEEPIN'CRAP! DULLEST SHARP TEETH EVER, CHEWING! OH the PAIN! IS THE CAMERA OKAY! WHERE'S THAT FLAMING HOBO THAT COULD'VE DISTRACTED THIS MONSTER!
Merciful unconsciousness.
Oh NO, PAIN waking Hud up to horrible PAIN. Cool hands touched his face. His vision focused on Marlena's beautiful features worried with apparent concern. Sirens were going off. What did that mean, it was something important, he was sure. Oh, they were going to die after all, anyway? More merciful unconsciousness.
Marlena lifted Hud with a super Xena strength in her extra arms as her wings lifted them both to fly away from the oncoming bomb drop...

(To be continued... )
*Milhouse is on the Simpsons.