Running. Gasping. Screaming. Stumbling. Breath hot as hell fire paints the back of my neck. Snarls loud and vicious scrape skin from my ear. Claws reach out. Teeth snap shut. I brave a look, but nearly wet my pants. Bumpy, armoured, scaly flesh with beady malicious eyes. It doesn’t tire despite our race. I am forever engulfed in its looming shadow. Its maw opens wide and closes on my leg. Pain jolts through my body as I soar through the sky. Crying. Panting. Bleeding. Pleading. A weekend away. A trip of fun. Never again will I vacation at Jurassic Park.