Carnosaur

Night Terrors

N was still at the diner, grabbing his things to leave. He leaned over to V, who was bagging up his leftovers.

"Hey, can you put a salad in there?"

"A salad? When did you start eating rabbit food, N?

"Maybe he's not," Bob interjected. "Maybe he's keeping a rabbit,"

The pair turned to face Bob, who goes right back to scarfing down his food.

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N pulled his truck up to his trailer, only to return home to a horrific sight.

The first thing he noticed, was the seven foot tall reptilian creature feasting on its latest kill. Quickly, N hopped out of his truck wielding a hunting rifle.

The hunting rifle was supposed to be used as a last resort, just in case anyone didn't take his position as the night watchman seriously. Although if he were to be honest, N didn't like using it or threatening anyone with it. But this was certainly an exception.

N lifted the rifle and fired at the creature, causing it to retreat into the darkness of night.

With the creature gone, he looked at his surroundings. He saw what remained of the environmentalists from earlier.

Chained to the Bobcats, were the mutilated bodies of all eight of the people there that night. All of them held horrified faces, as their dead eyes still looked into the night.

N then remembered something, or rather someone. Uzi was sitting inside the Bobcat, the door was closed. Maybe it didn't get to her, he hoped. Maybe, just maybe, she, at least, was still alive.

Rushing over to the cab of the Bobcat, he opened the door and the still chained lavender-haired protester spilled out. N checked her pulse and was relieved to discover she was still alive.

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"With the amount of bodies stacking up, you've got to know something by now, right?"

Monitor was visiting Kahn's clinic. He was still investigating the attacks, and, much to his chagrin, was still going nowhere.

"There is something interesting I've discovered, as a matter of fact. Look at these wounds, here,"
Kahn brought out the body of Ronathon, the first victim discovered.

"Now, these people weren't killed with a shotgun blast or a blade, I think you were right, it was definitely some kind of animal. Each victim had been killed in the same way. They were pinned to the ground and then cut open," Kahn began.

The physician pulled up a medical instrument, one that looked and acted as a large magnifying glass, so that the sheriff could see the wounds.

"The first victim's wounds are only around three inches deep, but the teens..." Kahn continued as he wheeled over an autopsy table with Doll's body on it.

"Their wounds are much deeper. Around six inches. But these bodies..." Kahn moved the body in front of him and wheeled over a fresher kill.

"These ones look like they've been torn with a scythe,"

"Well, what do you think?"

"Either there's more than one, or it's growing. And it's growing real fast,"

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Uzi awoke in a state of panic. She didn't know where she was at first, or if the events of the previous night had been real or a very bad dream. She was practically begging for the latter to be the truth.