1: The now singular, larger beast stands on blade-like horny legs, a shambling mass of eyes and mouths, as it pulls free of Sedjet’s body. Blood in a large maw absorbs into the black flesh as it drinks up the soldiers.

2: Jackson moves around the corner, gun raised and silver dagger held fast.

3: The beast stares, eyes focusing on that dagger, the multitude of tiny mouths over its body gibbering and hissing as they form, gnash, and fuse away on the writhing flesh.

4: Jackson approaches, knife held out as the monster clatters along the tiled floor on jagged legs. Eric appears from the door, reaching for a discarded gun and his friend’s body.