He ran down New Street, keeping a keen lookout for any signs of movement. The last thing he wanted was to be spotted by some lurking, hungry predator ready to chase him through the city. He wasn’t sure how he would fare in a race against a dinosaur. Of course, that partly depended on what kind of dinosaur it was, but he was pretty sure if it was a meat eater that he would have no chance, and that he would be pounced upon before he had even noticed he was being hunted. By the time he did realise it would be too late and its huge, sharp teeth would be ripping at his flesh whilst its powerful jaws crunched on his bones.
He also kept a lookout in the skies above, too. Being hunted once by a flock of prehistoric flying creatures had been terrifying enough, and he did not want to repeat the exp
