The man ran through the dark woods. With nothing but a now tattered cloak, a dirty shirt, and a pair of soggy boots and pants, he stumbled through the bushes and low branches. He climbed up on a tall rock and grabbed the hastily-built hatched he made only hours ago, and hoisted it into a combat position. He saw the beast’s glowing yellow eyes pierce through the thicket and prepared himself. He then realized something: the thing chasing him before had orange eyes. He looked to the sides and saw 3 more pairs of glowing eyes in the forest as well as the first one. His face twisted from a look of forced steeliness to utter terror. He glanced behind him and observed the riverbed just a few hundred yards away. If he could make it there, he might live. He reared up his axe, ready to battle, and at the last second bolted behind him towards the river. The creatures gave pursuit. He made it halfway there before one creature caught up to him. A fearsome, man-sized dinosaur with plumage of feathers and a screeching mouth of scissor-like teeth. The man swung his hatched as hard as he could and ran away, and the sound of cracking bone and a horrid yelp of pain told the man it did the trick. His axe now gone, he sprinted even quicker towards the river when he saw the lead raptor leap from the treetops and plant its foot on his chest. It roared victoriously as the others bowed in respect, and then the raptor began his meal, the others following after, the sound of screaming echoing through the woods and the man’s blood tainting the river