My attention on crafting was it was, though, I almost failed to notice the trio of seven-foot tall dinosaurs skulking through the bush on the right side of the road... Almost. One was closing in from in front and to the right, behind to the right, and the last almost directly to the right A pincer with the one in the center to finish me off. Definitely not something a friendly lumbering herbivore would do. No siree. I glanced left and right, eyeing the six-foot fencing on either side with slack, rusted cables that gave little comfort. And looking up the road I could see two wide breaks in the fence where the poles were flat out gone. Trampled down most likely. The thing was as holed as swiss cheese. So it was useless, and then …show more content…
Almost as one, they fled out of my range with the swarm on their heels. I watched the area they’d left before something clicked. They’d communicated. I replayed the last minute in my head as I walked. The first had called out and… yes, the other had been in retreat as well, but at the call, the other two changed direction… and it had been the three of them working together, I was certain of it, like… a pack. So something like the dino’ equivalent of wolves then? Interesting. Well, interesting in that they might be telling each other they were retreating. A dinosaur whatever person would probably be dancing in glee. They never quite left, though. As I walked they ghosting in and out of range, lingering at the edge of my awareness until I rebuffed them. Interesting, in a different sense, but they weren't quite pushing it. Watching how they acted, I almost wanted to say they were testing how the swarm reacted when they got too close. But that level of pattern recognition… Communication was one thing, but that was a bit much. Nearing a junction in the road the sock on my right foot slipped down under my heel, but I ignored it. Instead, I stopped at the fork to look down both roads, standing on the rail where it crossed with another. Left and right, staying on the road I was on would lead wherever, but the left was a road that connected with another
During the car ride, the vehicle took a short left turn on Elm Street; moved by
As I started to approach they made their way inside Lord Baron’s lair and so I retreated away, just away to nowhere.
For hours, I thought, they were coming across town for you; they were coming because you invited them. They wouldn’t be dead if you hadn’t invited them.
As we headed back there was a problem, the road was closed. We didn’t know what to do, Wily exclaimed “Look there is a sheriff parked by the side of the road let’s ask for directions! Then we headed towards the sheriff’s car. She said “You need to head towards highway I thirty-five”. We grabbed Ivette’s phone hoping that her navigation could take us back to the cabin. There is no signal, should we ask someone else? Let’s get back to the town and ask for directions, Ivette said. So we headed back to the town but all we got was “Highway I thirty-five will take you back to your destination. Being a paper map our only option to head back home, we grabbed one from the restaurant we had dinner that night. As we headed towards the highway everything was fine. It was not a dangerous road and we were relieved to have found the way back to our destination. As the hours passed we started getting a little worried, are we really on the correct road? We started wondering. It seemed like we were going up the mountain and not down the mountain, basically we were
That thought itself made me frown. I still had no clue who it was that I was dealing with. It was obvious that if they'd gone this far in trying to get at me, then they likely weren't going to stop. It made me wonder if I was putting them all in danger because of this.
For the next hour I was running around randomly in I guess in woods at night or a dark forest.... I couldn't tell the difference I don't get out much.
While behind the Toyota on E. Centre St. your AFFIANT observed it weaving in the lane of travel and straddling the lane lines, Your AFFIANT observed the Toyota cross over the center lane dividing lines in the area of the 200 block of E. Centre St. then again for a second time. Your AFFIANT continued to follow the Toyota due to it failing to main proper lane position. Your AFFIANT followed the Toyota in the following route. Turned right
I could hear the sound of the footsteps coming closer, echoing in the vacant alley.
We stuck near cover to avoid being seen by any of them. It seemed like they numbered in the hundreds, almost as many as my tribe. Collectively, we agreed to go back to our village and set up more night guards.
The discovery of this tyrannosaur has helped us discover many things about this carnivorous animal. We know that the Albertosaurus may have been a pack animal because of the discovery of 26 skeletons in one area. Phillip Currie said, “It is doubtful that a single tyrannosaur
As the Pontiac ascended up the curving driveway I looked out my window but couldn’t see my grandmother’s house just yet on account of the pathway snaking through a series of ‘S’ curves as it banked around a dozen or so impressively large
I started walking slower, hoping to deal the inevitable. But as soon as they saw me, they pretended as if they couldn’t see me. One by one, they each avoided my gaze. Alex glared at me when I first tentatively entered but even he looked away. They all looked exhausted and
Right? Or left? Approaching a fork in the trail, I considered abandoning my running routine. The path on the right would take me back home, but the path on the left was unfamiliar. Only one way to find out where it leads to. Picking up speed, I shifted towards the left. The granite trail transitioned into concrete, and low-rise buildings slowly replaced the surrounding trees.
As these dinosaurs natural habitat is killing for food, these dinosaurs have to be watched all time. The lack of moving cameras is observed which can change their position when dinosaur moves its position.