I went over to the laboratory table where the new creature was lying.

If the creature were lying, that was unusual enough, in this day and age.

They had come upon a stretch of open rock, and the creature was lying in wait.

No doubt there'll be dozens more of the creatures lying about dead in the coming weeks.

It was well she did not know what creatures, one of them with stone shoes on her feet, were lying in the next cave.

But not before taking a close look at the creature lying on the threadbare carpet.

The wretched creature must have lain on the plant, I should think.

It built up fast, and she imagined the shaggy creature lying at her feet.

Not an old man, like the creature lying in the Cairo Museum.

A moral person who finds a fellow creature lying in the gutter doesn't try to keep him there.