Maybe there were even a few mental knots that had gone right along with them. Later, once he was fighting the things, there was no time to think at all, beyond where to strike and how to dodge incoming teeth and claws. Totally agree with Danman. When he worked his body hard enough, eventually his mind had to take a back seat. He pressed the heels of his hands against his temples and hunched in the chair with his elbows on his knees.
nest...