Johan's POV
As soon as the sensation of pain caused by the teeth digging deep into Johan's skin reached his brain, it was as if he was taken to a whole new world.
A world of agony, and insurmountable pain.
He never broke a single bone in his life, but Johan Reed had grown used to the blows that the gangs were always prone to distribute when he stumbled into one or two of them.
But punches, kicks, or even a broken teeth were one thing.
That thing right there, whatever it was – it couldn't be human. It just couldn't, right? -, was something else entirely.
Johan's world became a storm of lights and sounds, a cacophony of sensations and unknown emotions.
From that point on in the fight – if it could even be called a fight -, Johan lost track of his surroundings, his thoughts, his everything.
Everything he knew was pain, and he couldn't think of a single thing to get him out of that situation.
Hell...
