<span style="font-size: 15px">'What The Fuck?!?!' thought Marcus, 'Pteranadons?!?!'  What was this place?  Cretaceous World?  He saw one of the great leathery birds fly behind the top of the hill and then rise with something that looked like a white lion in it's talons.  It must have caught the avian's attention because it's white fur stood out against the green color of the grass.  The big cat roared in pain but was soon silent as three of the prehistoric creatures fought for it's meat.  <br/>
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As he gawked in shock, Jenny screamed, grabbed him by the hand and started running.  He mannaged to hang onto his trident and keep up with her.  They should be headed toward the cover of the trees, but he wasn't sure exactly what the shortest route was, he hadn't had a chance to scope things out. <br/>
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They reached the crest of the little hill and saw a woman in short-shorts and halter, with 'dirty' blonde hair and an assault rifle.  'Please don't shoot us, please don't shoot us, please don't shoot us,' he thought, breathing hard.  Then Marcus saw the tree line.  In a loud wheeze, he managed to shout, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Head for the trees!"</span>  maybe to Jenny, or both girls.  The woods could just as dangerous, but he <i>knew</i> that things like the pterandons would definitely find them there in the open meadow.<br/>
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Compared to Marcus, Jenny was <i>strong</i>!  If they weren't in so much danger right then, he'd laugh at the thought of telling his friends that Akali was holding his hand and running with him in tow.</span>