T-Rex: A Dinosaur Thriller by Spencer Alan

Author:Spencer, Alan [Spencer, Alan]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2016-04-07T16:00:00+00:00

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Bruce didn't know where Blast went. The special effects guy's shape was engulfed in the flying dust wall. Sounds of grunting, squealing, and animal cries of panic circled him. He caught fifty boars with giant tusks and eyes covering their bodies from top to bottom book it in the opposite direction. Zebras, antelope, and deer with taller legs, thicker bodies, bulging muscles, and rainbow stripes were racing to safety. The sight would've been amazing if it wasn't so alarming.

"Run, Bruce! Get to the hill. Save the girls!"

That was Blast's voice. Bruce still couldn't locate him.

The 9mm barked. The shots echoed from everywhere. Bruce called out to his friend, and he didn't answer. If the man did, the stomping of hundreds of hooves covered his words up.

STOMP.

STOMP.

STOMP.

T-Rex was charging. Its mouth was slightly open. Drool edged down its face looking like rubber glue mixed with diseases and old blood. The dinosaur was about to lunge forward and swipe at the weakest row of animals running for their lives when out of the dust came something just as big as T-Rex and ten times as wild.

The creature was squat, and its surface area was huge. This thing weighed many tons. Its skin was bumpy with ridges that were sharp as bone. The colors along its body were magnificent. The orange, black, and white of tiger stripes and the body of a toad.

It used its back legs—those taught, tight, and ripped powerful muscles interlaced with even more muscles—to butt its head into the side of T-Rex. T-Rex didn't see the opponent coming. The tiger toad's head struck with earth shaking impact.

With a roar of pain, T-Rex went head over heels onto his back. Tiger toad stayed in place, all four legs bunched up against its body. The toad opened its mouth. The act was the unhinging of a great drawbridge. Skin stretched, and stretched, and stretched. The sound grated against Bruce's ears. The toad's belly expanded in anticipation of filling it.

The pink tongue blasted out of its mouth. He imagined a machine gun spitting out bullets, how the tongue flick, flick, flick, flick, flicked in rapid succession. Each lashing touched onto a boar, an antelope, a buffalo, and more, and more, and more. The toad dragged them all into its mouth. Each animal was swallowed whole. Twenty seconds were spent eating when the toad closed its mouth and hopped away.

When T-Rex rose back up from the attack, the other animals were long gone. T-Rex was alone. The king of the island, now dethroned, threw its head back and roared with fiery anger. It stomped the ground, kicked at the dirt, and kept roaring and screeching.

Bruce didn't wait for the dinosaur to see him standing there like a big idiot. He searched for Blast. There was no way to know where he had gone or if he had survived. He ran towards the hill, made it across the long front yard, and located a back door at the mansion. He prayed this was where he would find Candy and Zoe.

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