It’s never easy; coming face to face with a predatory dinosaur—even one as far away as this one—especially when it just stands there like a psycho killer with its dark tail swishing slowly and its white face c****d; coldly, dispassionately—like Michael f*****g Meyers. Hal says it’s because they release a pheromone that causes panic and disorientation in their prey, but I think it’s the eyes—which gleam like the Flashback itself (or at least the weird borealis the Flashback left behind) and can give you the heebie-jeebies. Regardless, I knew once we’d seen the Nano-A (or Nanoallosaurus, for I remembered its wide skull and narrow snout from Mr. Jones’ science class) that we were in serious trouble; for it was, or had been, or was again, amongst the deadliest of predators: a smart, lithe spec
