"There you are, my love!" Frank hands Sadie a refreshed beverage, and then eyes his own. "And there you are, my other love." He downs it with proud glugging sounds. "Oh my, Sadie, that tyrannosaur is looking suddenly aggressive. We'd better bag it in a hurry."

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"What should we do?" hisses Johnny, taking a step back from Aiden as he verbalizes the T-rex. The triceratops is getting closer, slow but steady, and he squints. Is that... is that a gun?

"Shiiiit," he whispers. Shit, it's definitely a gun, and it's raised.

"Aiden!" he shouts frantically, but it's too late.