Golden's vision blurred as the slimy tendril constricted her neck. She clawed desperately at the appendage, but it only tightened its grip, the slimy texture burning her hands. Panic set in, her airway closing, and black spots began to dance across her vision.
Just as all hope seemed lost, adrenaline surged through her body like a fiery tide. Summoning every ounce of strength, Golden reached for the knife strapped to her waist. Her fingers fumbled against the hilt, but she managed to grasp it. With a swift, desperate motion, she jammed the blade into the thick, writhing tentacle.
The monster let out an ear-splitting screech as its grip loosened. Golden tore herself free, collapsing to the floor as she gasped for air. She spun around to face her attacker, an horror abomination. Its elongated limbs twitched as its razor-sharp teeth glistened with saliva. Bloodshot eyes bulged from its distorted face, fixed on her with malevolent intent.
