LostWorld's Secret (Draft 1)

Above water I notice the tall grass at the edge of the forest move. At first I think it's just wind, but then I realize that the Buffer is underground, and there is no wind. At least not so low or so direct. Then I notice that the brush isn't swaying together as one, and the movement is very subtle. I notice that the grass is parting.
Maybe it's just a small herbivore, I think to myself. The smaller herbivores we kept in the enclosure never displayed predacious behavior before, and I know for sure that any young brachiosaurs that would had been released couldn't accomplish such a low stance.
Slowly the body of the unknown creature continues to part the grass when its elongated snout pierces the wall of tall grass. I strain my eyes so that I can get a better look at it (all of the predators had a unique physical trait like a design on their bodies that could be used to identify them in the event of escape). Most of the time the snouts are all you can see before your face makes contact with the teeth inside it, so we color coded the Utah raptor's snouts. I focus on the top of the snout and see nothing, until I look on the other side of its face and notice something that makes my heart skip a beat.
A pink scar that stretches from the tip of its snout back farther than I can see, but I know it stops at the back of his head. My heart nearly stops.I turn around and race towards the opposite wall. I don't even bother to take time to slow down so my body slams against the concrete wall on the opposite side of the halfway. My hand reaches from the from of my body where it cushioned my impact and grabs the handle of the alarm.
"RUN!"