I took a look at the monster that I had created, and in an instant knew what to do. Dread creeped across me, filling my whole body with that uncomfortable, frozen feeling. I knew what I had to do.

The person standing across from me was just as frozen as I was, albeit not for the same reasons. He was frozen with fear. I had no fear in me, for I knew what I had to do, but was still frozen. Time seemed to come to a standstill.

The monster's mouth stretched unnaturally into a gleaming, toothy smile, its dark, rotting flesh oozing and melting as it slowly creeped towards us. I knew what I had to do as it locked eyes with me, staring into my soul.

The other person also had his eyes fixed on the monster.

I knew what I had to do as I ran towards him as fast as humanly possible.

I knew what I had to do as I reached my hands towards the man.

I knew what I had to do as time moved faster and as I pushed the man into the monster's giant maws.

A sharp tooth stabbed him in the abdomen. His vocal cords still intact, he screamed like an infant wailing for his mother. My eyes and his locked. I knew what I had to do.

The monster retreated. I could still hear his screams, even after he was digested. They rang across my eardrums, bouncing back and forth.

They always will.