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Once a great man said, "To kill a monster, you have to become one". And I was not far from one myself.
The hand-pulled me through the wall by the neck and that alone would have killed me, but it felt like a pinch. I was sent flying outside and as I was landing. The time slowed down, during that notion I was able to see myself slowly getting closer to the ground.
Just by second, I turned myself in the air and landed on my feet, dragging them and then coming to a stop. In short, it felt like, I was high as fuck. The monster looked at me and screamed in rage. His body had fewer burn marks than it should have, suggesting it was healing quickly.
The monster charged at me, aiming to grab me. its speed was magnificent, but my perception was greater. Seeing him approach me and reaching his hand to grab me, ever so slowly. I just simply jumped to my left and then back.