A sudden disturbance

The beast was grunting triumphantly as it mounted up behind the ripe young female, it's heavy cock throbbing in anticipation just a mere inch from her inviting little snatch. It didn't care if she was fertile, or even if she could carry it's offspring at all, but all that mattered was the rush of pleasure it was certain she could provide it.

The other one, the male, was still shouting incoherently somewhere behind them, but he couldn't possibly pose any threat by now as he was allready intoxiated by the vile gasses of the marshland and stumbling aimlessly around in circles while trying to figure what was reality and what was not.

But then, just as the creature was about to slam himself home into Sarah's little lovebox, something large and scaly, on huge leathery wings, came swooping down from above and heading straight for the alien creatures snarling wide face. In the last moment it managed to throw itself to the side, avoiding the jagged long beak with barely an inch.

Tumbling up to it's feet again, the creature stared upwards after the newcomer and saw it sweeping out in a long circle and then heading back down to attack once again. Even in mid air it seemed to change colour and become slightly blurred in the edges, becoming more and more like the one from the memories from the creature's childhood. Meanwhile the female didn't seem to take heed of the new danger at all, and just kept wiggling her ass in the gasseous air as if wondering why they'd been interrupted.

Was the reptillian just another illusion? Brought onto the creature by it's own memories from the past? Or was it really living in these swamps and now trying to derive it of it's prey? The creature wasn't certain, but it couldn't really take any chances and resume it's coupling with the female, or even take her along and risk her to slow it down...

"Sarah...?!" Logan cried out as he stumbled forwards, trying desperately to wave aside the torrent of illusions that kept streaming before his eyes. He wasn't even sure that the huge monkey-like beast that he'd seen snatching her away had been real, but she'd definitively dissappeared right before his eyes and could just barely be heard from somewhere ahead of him in the swamps.

If he'd been able to act rationally he'd probably try and move as fast as possible back out towards the edge of the swamps, leaving the poor girl to fend for herself against the treacherous gas and whatever had snatched her away. With his own mind being blurred by the strange visions surrounding him, he found himself trudging only deeper into the marsh towards the sound of her voice...