Caydance lay limply on the stadium seat beneath the bear thing. With a coil of dirty rope in its hands, the monster pulled an unconscious Caydance to its shaggy breast.

Intent on its unspeakable purpose, the creature did not hear the heavy footsteps a few rows behind him. Nor did it see that Griff had emerged from the locker room.

Griff leapt into the stands.

It was necessary, to strip Caydance from the hands of the bear thing, and then tackle the out-of-control shaggy beast. But he could not just throw Caydance to the ground. At this point, he thought, it would be good if someone in the secondary appeared to tackle the evil creature from behind.