The alien moved quick. He was in trouble now, and pain. Terrible pain.
Dib screamed, tremblingly pulling his arms and legs away from the metal spears, feeling sickened as his blood spilled out fast, staining the already filthy water they lay in. He'd get infected.
His arms and legs shook. His muscles had been speared rather deeply, and he was choking thanks to some da** thing around his neck now. He lost, he was rendered almost helpless- almost. He couldn't move though.




