Predator Big Game 6

He was looking up at a creature at least
seven feet tall. The creature reached out with one clawed hand and yanked the weapon from Chaney's grasp like a parent taking away a toy from a child. The motion snapped Chaney forward, toward the monster, into the thick smell of death that now filled the night air.

Chaney opened his mouth to scream. He had never felt so much terror in his life. He was going to die, and he wasn't ready. But at the hands of this creature, he had no choice. The last thing he clearly saw was the creature's mouth saliva-dripping. Then, with one swipe, the creature severed Chaney's head, and his body bounced on the sand. The predator held Chaney's head by its night goggles and raised its other fist in silent triumph. Then it attached the head to the rest of its trophies, and continued its hunt in the dark. -pg.602 chpt.18