Have you heard about Grendel, you must have? I'm so scared that one night; I'm going to be one of those poor souls who get devoured by that monster. I never told anyone this, but one night I stayed up and saw Grendel. Unlike my friends who were passed out on the ground from drinking too much, I was sober and witnessed everything. He snuck in through the doors like a thief in the night, that I hadn't notice he was there until I heard blood dripping on the ground and bones cracking as the monster crunched away in them. I never got a close look at him because it was so dark, but I did see the shadow of his figure.
As I observed his ghastly shadow I saw that he was over 8 feet tall. He had huge claws so each on looked like a dagger itself, ripping and tearing at the flesh of my fellow companions. He had long horns that curled inwards like a rams horns. He had a long, scaly like tail that swung and whipped in the air followed by a flop on the ground in a joyless motion, as if it too, like the monster, was thrilled to taste the succulent human blood flowing over the tongue and trickling down the throat.
You could hear the munching of the bones, and insides accidentally dropping on the floor from the monster's carelessness. You could almost hear the souls of my fellow men screaming for mercy as the beast devoured every scrap of their bodies. He went through man by man by man in a matter of minutes with the most utterly disgusting noise of horrible manners. I could hear him getting closer and closer to where the place I lay on the cold, chilling ground, praying that I will not be joining the deceased souls of my fellow comrades.
You could almost smell and taste the human blood and flesh that seemed to be drifting in the air. I could smell the devoured bodies and scraps that lay on the floor near me. I could taste the splatters of my comrade's blood that happened to land in my tongue.
I could hear the beast getting closer and closer, as I...
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