Let’s Poke It
It latched on to the wood and snapped it clean in half. Mark scuttled backwards, not wanting the same thing to happen to his hand.
David jumped to the other side of the path, his eyes as wide as Mark’s. The foolish poking, however, gave them a good look at the creature. “It can’t be,” he said, recalling an old memory and reaching for his phone. He had look this up online to be sure.