“….500 lbs. of man-eater “death” comes through the window..”

(“Chuck, Chuck, it’s the big male! He’s trying to get in!” he yells.)

“Miles, make sure that door is secure! Jacob, you ok?” I asked.

“Yeah. One of those limbs gave my arm a pretty good cut, but we’re ok.”

“Where’s the female, Miles?” Benjamin screams.

“Don’t see it – here comes the male again. Oh shit – he just spotted me! Oh my God! Oh my God! Look out!” 

The sound is like a cannon blast. Miles leaps backward and knocks Makali off his feet. Shattering glass is thrown in our faces as 500 lbs. of man-eater “death” comes through the window, bounding over the broken table, landing almost on top of Benga.

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