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Teeth.
It ended with a flash of teeth.
There was no time to see, in her mind’s eye, her friends.
(Darius, Sammy, Ben, Yaz)
Her lover.
(Kenji)
One was supposed to have seen her tonight.
(Darius!)
But the teeth would have gotten to him too.
They had tried so hard to protect the dinosaurs from the humans, from each other, but they failed to protect themselves.
I think they forgot they were only human.
(Darius!!!)
Flesh and–
Blood.
The ground was covered in it.
It didn’t spread out, or run on the concrete, no. It just pooled into a crimson lake.
He stumbled and fell, his eyes, face, mouth filled with rainwater. But it didn’t wash away the blood from his vision.
(Brooklynn.)
He’d heard that before you’re…
(Dead)
…gone, truly gone, you yet live, for only seven minutes of brain activity.
So that you can remember your loved ones.
(Brooklynn)
But out of everything, that was not granted to her.
(Oh god…)
Only scraps of…
Material.
Hair, and threads and–
Scales
Moonlight glistened on oily talons coated in red.
It ran, sprinting, hunting, maybe, for a meal or escape.
(Food…)
But it was no longer hungry, and its handlers had no further need for it, and so a squawk of radio sent the carrier peeling away, escaping the scene. Escaping it.
(*Mission completed*)
But it hadn’t even been searching for them. No, it was no longer hungry.
It had found what it, and others, had wanted.
(Full)
A white eyed killer, with no tracker, no record, just teeth, and its name: Allosaurus.
(Finished…)
And it ran off into the rainy–
Night.
At a house, a small cozy room prepped for a call, its occupant with bed made, teeth brushed, and hair combed.
An important call.
That would never come.
(Brooklynn?)
As he waited, alone in his room, a sense of Déjà vu arose in him, a chill.
(Brooklynn? Are you there?)
His heartbeat plodded, beating slow and steady, and his brain worked on the questions that could never be asked to his recipient.
Reminders that he was alive.
(Brooklynn?)
And that his caller was–
(*His phone rings twice*)
(*He picks it up*)
(Darius? What do you want?)
(Kenji, Brooklynn, she’s–)
Dead.