Ash Mistry and the World of Darkness. Sarwat Chadda

The air rushed around him as the monster rose and he was blinded as its shadow loomed over them both.

       This is it. Death.

      But if he was dead, he wanted to see what had killed him. He turned his head.

      A crocodile, tall as a house, climbed and climbed, water cascading from its open mouth and down its gigantic body. It smashed the water with its tail and towered over them, even over Elaine and her van. The scales looked thicker than his hand and the teeth would crush his skull with ease. A few feathers clung to its jaw.