Predator If It Bleeds 34

He didn't want to do either. In the end, he did neither. With a stutter-step to slow enough not to knock himself out when he rebounded, he prepared to take the corner. An incredible force hit him from behind and he was slammed into the bulkhead. Banging his forehead against his front helmet plate, Vito moaned in surprise and pain. Everywhere there was stinging, cutting pain. He opened his
eyes and found himself pinioned to the wall in a web of thin metal that slowly cut into him.

There, at the other end of the hall, Vito was caught against the wall in a net. This would not stand. He was helpless there. Not even struggling.

"Vito, I'm here. I'll get you out of there."

"Run." Vito's voice was soft with pain. "Behind me. The ghost. Run."

Gunnar ignored this and holstered his blaster before unsheathing his knife. "No. I can help you." He got to Vito before he realized that his knife was useless. The air blurred next to them.-pg.170 chpt.6