Hickey lets out a loud yell of pain as the beast tears into his shoulder. It stings. It hurts, it's awful, he hates it so much. But what he hates more is that this thing's treating him like prey. That he's weak, the bottom of the ladder, the thing that's dirt beneath this beast's feet.

And then...there's Eda? What the hell?

"It's got me!" Hickey calls out, yelling through the blood and the pain in the hopes that Eda hears him. "Hickey!"