The Predator Hunters And Hunted 67

"He knew he was fucked, then the flare of blue light came at him. Hill did the only thing he could think of. He dropped straight down. The wall behind him was vaporized. Flinders of wood flew in every direction, peppered him with splinters, and
sent something hot and burning into his eye. The pain in his hand was nothing in comparison. Hill let out a whimper and closed the eye, resisting the urge to press his palm into the wound."

"Hot fluids randown his cheek and mingled with the rain and he didn't dare touch it, not if he hoped to keep his eye when it was all said and done. The alien fired at him again and he crawled on his hands and knees, and then rolled to try to avoid being shot.The second round was wild, maybe meant to flush him out. The House of Mirrors collapsed in on itself and he was up and running, his feet doing their best to slide in the mud despite his wishes. Motherfuckers going down."pg
263 chpt.26