Chapter Three: A bad dream

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Frostbite seemingly woke up from his sleep, suddenly in an unfamiliar place. 

It looked like a massive human settlement, with statues of odd snakes with feathers and exaggerated features. 

He also felt like either everything was smaller, or he was bigger. Luckily, there was a mirror, likely made by humans. He walked over to it, and saw that he was indeed an adult. Oddly, he had some scars he didn't remember getting. 

He looked behind himself, and saw raptors of some kind slaughtering many other creatures. 

There was two carnosaurs, both gray, but one had a blue throat and the other a red eye spot, a massive sail backed creature with an elongated snout, an albino Albertosaurus and a gorgosaurus. He also recognized another individual that looked like Cormorant. There was even a raptor tossed into a nearby river, only to be suddenly snapped up by a Deinosuchus, a big, reddish brown animal feared by every dinosaur in North America. 

He didn't like seeing this, especially since he had already seen one bloody scene and didn't want to have to witness another. 

He heard footsteps behind him. 

He looked behind to see that megaraptor, looking somewhat aged, accompanied by another of his kind, notably darker in color and smaller. 

"Well, it seemed like years ago that we met in that tundra. I offered you food and shelter, but you turned it down. I was sure you were dead, but here we are" Cobra said. 

Frostbite backed up as the megaraptors walked closer. "You know, this contradicts everything we told Vulpes. We found her carcass, we know you did it" the other one said. They had a moment of silence as Frostbite continued backing up, but he hit a wall. 

"You know, you had to have been doing something right to survive in that tundra for who-knows how long. It's a shame I have to do this, we could've used you" Cobra said. 

He looked over to the other one, and nodded. The other one simply nodded back and snapped his head in Frostbite's direction and let out a terrible hissing sound. 

He then walked over to Frostbite, who could only watch as he was thrown to the ground and feel the searing pain as he was torn up. Cobra walked over to Frostbite. 

Frostbite looked up at Cobra. Cobra put on a crooked, malicious smile, and he kicked Frostbite in the head. 

Just as that happened, Frostbite woke up from what was actually a dream. He looked around, and everything seemed to be how it was when he went to sleep. It was still quite dark and probably still night time. He still couldn't get back to sleep. All he could do was think about what that dream might've been. 

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