Harrison sighed as Blair lit the flare, and shoved the lantern and the horsehair back into his pack. So much for help from Helios.

"Are we sure it's dead? Some monsters have incredible recuperative powers, and unless harmed a special way can regenerate things that would kill any lesser being..." Charles said nervously.

"Well, it would have to find its bodily organs before it could come get us again. So I think were safe for a little while." said Jordan as he sat down by Harrison.

"Or... what if we didn't kill it? What if something else did? Something that's still hungry?"

"well, considering that we were the ones who shot it till it stopped thinking consious thoughts, I doubt that there's anything else that could have killed it ." explained Jordan.

"So? That didn't seem to do much before."

Harrison walked over the the creature and turned on his flashlight, attempting to get a better look at the nature of the injuries on the beast, or what it was, for that matter.

"Well, now that it's dead, do you have any idea what it is, or would you classify this as a new entry in the trusty handbook of weird shit?" asked Ermack as he poked the oozing monster with a stick.

The wound looked as though it had been dissolved. Inside was orange gooze with floating pieces of grey and tan in it.