T. J. could hear someone bellowing in pain, "Help me! Help! I'm being mauled by a bear!" He'd never heard any sound quite like the agonized cries he was listening to-then realized, 'That's me.' He was shaken violently and flipped over as the pack was ripped upwards from his body. Horrible pain set in as the sow bit into his side. After several more painful bites T. J. was flung downhill and landed with his back arched over a fallen tree. His head was hanging low, facing the bear. Through a red blur, he saw her blood-soaked muzzle approaching and desperately placed his right hand against her throat-she stopped. He thought he heard other animal's nearby, perhaps the cubs bawling, then suddenly the sow turned and ran off. It was finally over. (For about 45 brutal seconds the sow had her way with T. J. A section of the skull above his right eye was broken loose, and most of the facial bones were crushed. He had deep lacerations across his forehead, the top of his head, and on the side of his torso. The top of his right hipbone had been broken off. Still, he was fortunate because during the biting process the sow had not pulled back; most of the tissue was still there, much of it hanging loose, but connected.)
