[ He is using his knife. He tries to stab at the creature, feeling his blade sink into something. But soon after he feels claws on his chest, something tearing into his flesh. Hickey lets out a yelp of pain before gritting his teeth as he continues to try and fight the thing off.
But he feels himself bleeding, he feels something else chomp on his leg, he knows he's got to keep fighting and keep trying otherwise this thing will kill him—
—and then it stops. Then there's nothing. He should be bleeding, he knows whatever this is tore his chest open. But it's...not. He's fine. ]
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But he feels himself bleeding, he feels something else chomp on his leg, he knows he's got to keep fighting and keep trying otherwise this thing will kill him—
—and then it stops. Then there's nothing. He should be bleeding, he knows whatever this is tore his chest open. But it's...not. He's fine. ]