The room kept spinning for the delicate human. You could tell by the way it swayed in its place on the floor beneath the feet of the beast. It only had seconds to live before the creature dug into its chest cavity for meat. "M-make it quick..." the feeble meat-sack uttered in its primitive language.
The demon snickered in its own language and burrowed its snout into the stomach of the human, tossing blood-soaked pieces of security guard this way and that. The animal was a mad thing, unknown to any kingdom or phylum on the planet, Earth.
And it had a hunger that could not be sated. From the depths of its ears, it registered the faint patter of human feet moving closer to its location, but this time they would not catch the beast. It WOULD escape, come hell or high water. And high water seemed the likely thing now.
The caged anomaly rose from its meal and dashed down this corridor and that, seeking the rain-drenched world outside... Freedom...
Spinning.