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.