Grendel seen by Ari: The Observer

Close by, I could hear his piercing howl. This Godforsaken being was closing in on his prey. I could just imagine what the victim was witnessing. A raw, ripped, and ravenous face with a gaping maw and bloodshot eyes. By now the a cursed thing would have the poor victim in his clutches. His blood encrusted finger nails would pierce any man's skin. He is almost finished; I can still hear the banshee like screams of his prey. Suddenly the scream breaks off. It is silent. I turn around and find my self face to face with the death taker. Neither of us move; I wince at the smell of his breath-The most horrific thing I have ever smelled in my life-Rotting corpses. He is everything I had imagined him to be. Realizing the danger, I turn to run.

Now the Observer becomes the prey.