Tommy crept over to the hut, which turned out to be empty with nobody in sight. He looked around, wondering what happened and where the others went. The shrubbery rustled from the corner of his eye.

Tommy wasn’t sure who that was, so he quickly ran behind a tree to be on the safe side. He took a peek out the tree as two men who wore different outfits storming around the area and checking inside the hut. They appeared to be Miletis, with a phone flashlight of their own. Tommy kept quiet so he wouldn’t get caught. What could they be doing here?

“Have we gotten everything?” One of the Miletis asked.

“I believe so.” Another replied. “But we might as well check one more time just in case.”

As the two snooped around, they came across one backpack.

“Hey, check this out, I found some berries and a walkie-talkie.”

“Nice find, our leader will be pleased with this.”

“Let’s go.” As the Miletis left the hut, one of them lit a small tuff of hay on fire with a lighter and threw it back into the cabin, which slowly got engulfed in flames.

When they both left the scene, Tommy walked over as the place turned to ashes, and the wind blew it all away. Tommy clenched his fists as he marched over to follow where the Miletis headed.

.-.-.-.

As Tommy snuck from hiding place to hiding place, trying to follow the two Miletis, he thought he could see an image of a raptor in the shadows but couldn’t make it out. They then came across a torn-up part of the forest, where trees and bushes split apart. Tommy crawled into a bush and listened carefully to eavesdrop on their conversation.

“What the heck happened here?” One Mileti asked.

“Probably the cause of that raptor.” The other replied. “Heard the crew lost it, and the dinosaur got away.”

“Weren’t we going to move?”

“Yeah, but we also got to find that Raptor at some point.”

“I’m sure we’ll find it.”

Tommy moved back to try and get away, for he felt it wasn’t a good idea to continue his pursuit. He ended up stepping on a branch, making it crack into two pieces with a loud snap. The two Miletis turned around and walked over to where the source of the noise occurred.

In a bit of a pickle, Tommy dashed away, but didn’t see where he ran in the darkness and ended up tumbling down a hill and landing on his back.

Tommy glanced up to find the lights up above, move around, and got up to run away from them. He came across a Ceratocheloraptor, standing out in the open and stuck in a bear trap.

“Oh no, are you all right?” Tommy cooed. “How did you get stuck here?” The raptor made no response. “Oh, right, you’re a dinosaur.” Tommy felt dumbfounded, thinking the dinosaur would answer his questions. “I guess you probably wouldn’t be able to answer any of my—” Abruptly, the raptor coughed up a walkie-talkie. Tommy slowly went to pick it up. “Ok, this is weird.” Why would a dinosaur have eaten a walkie-talkie? He thought, but shook that unpleasant feeling out of his head. There were more important matters here. “Hang on; I’ll get you out of there.”

Tommy reached down and removed the bear trap from the dinosaur’s leg. They both overheard Miletis talking, as it seemed they were getting closer. The two ran over to hide behind another set of trees.

“Weird, I thought I heard someone around here.” A Mileti stated.

“It must’ve been the wind or something.” Another added.

“Let’s go back; we can search for them on the way back to our new base.”

“Agreed.”

After the two Miletis left, Tommy didn’t know what to do next.

“That was close.” He placed a hand on his chest and sighed in relief. “But where could my friends be, though? I’ll bet those guys have something to do with it, but I can’t do this alone.” Tommy glanced at the raptor. “Can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’m going to need the help of an unlikely ally. Is it all right if I ride with you?” The raptor nodded in agreement.

“Great, thanks.”