Shank's Mare had gone thirty meters before the thing tore into her.

The thing could just tear its way through the floor, if it needed to.

"But the thing that kept us together tore us apart."

I didn't want to talk about it; the whole thing had been tearing at my mind for the last ten days like a pack of dogs.

The whole thing pretty much tore the bond with my parents.

The thing tore at her hands, scratching, drawing blood.

Almost before Pearson realized it had happened, the thing had torn out the man's eyes.

If he had not stumbled back and struck the wall, the thing would have torn his throat open with its teeth.

And then 1 felt things tear loose inside me.

What earthly thing can tear open the roof of a car and kill everybody inside?