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Then they heard a man yell in pain.  Wynd brought her hands to her face.  It was Marcus and he was in pain.  There was more movement, the cockpit shook, and then Marcus screamed out in pain again.  Wynd’s lip was quivering.  It was all she could do to hold it in. 
    The cockpit was moving slightly again and then they all heard the thumping coming from the forest.  They heard the tyrannosaur roar before it came into the clearing.  Everyone watching was holding their breath in fear.
    Wynd let out a whimper as she saw Marcus crawl out of the overturned cockpit.
    “No, no, no, no, no.  Marcus, run, run, run…” said Wynd crying.  Marcus was in bad shape.  He was bleeding from several different places and he seemed to be favoring his shoulder.  As he struggled to his feet, the huge tyrannosaurus crashed through the edge of the crash site smashing trees in the process. 
    The girls all started screaming when it broke through.  David yelled at them.
    “Look,” he said as he pointed at the deer that was just in front of the t-rex.  The tyrannosaur struck the fleeing doe with surprising speed.  As the t-rex crunched down on the fleeing deer, it raised its head and shook the deer.  Blood was running down the jaws of the dinosaur as it began to eat it.  Wynd started jumping up and down pointing at Marcus. 
    “He’s getting away! He’s getting away!” she screamed as she watched Marcus slowly sneak out of the picture and into the forest.
    The video continued as the tyrannosaur walked around finishing its meal at the crash site.  The big monster was still dripping blood as it sniffed around the crash site.  It stayed about ten more minutes and then went back the way it came.
     

Chapter 7
    John woke up and started tending the fire.  It didn’t feel as cold as it was the day before.  After he got the fire blazing again, he got up and walked toward the entrance of the cave.  It was then that he realized why it was a little warmer.  It had snowed another foot of snow in the night and it was still coming down hard.  The snow was insulating his cave and keeping the heat in.  There was no use in going out in that.  He sat back down by the fire and began to concentrate on his situation.
    His memory was clearing back to the time of the crash but still nothing before that.  He gathered his thoughts and went back to what had happened in the last seven days….
    John slowly gained consciousness.  Bringing his right hand to his aching head, he glanced around at his surroundings.  He was hanging upside down in a harness in what looked like the inside of a helicopter.  He had a good sized knot on the top of his head and as he felt his left eye, he winced with pain.  It was almost swollen shut.  He had a lot of scratches on his arms and there were several places on his body that were bleeding. Although he was very sore and hurting, he didn’t think anything was overly serious.  He did think that his left shoulder was out of joint.  Other than that, he didn’t think there was anything broken.  Taking his knife from the scabbard on his belt, John started working on cutting himself out of the harness.  He cut his right shoulder strap and his right side dropped but he caught as the left held.  He screamed out in pain.  Taking a minute to gather himself, John waited a few seconds before starting again.  One thing he noticed was that when the left strap held, it had popped his shoulder back into place.  Finally ready, he cut the rest of the straps and fell to the ceiling of the helicopter.  He screamed in pain again.  He lay there for a few minutes and looked around the cockpit.  Easing himself up, he looked around the pilot’s area of the helicopter.  He found a compartment with a ready bag.  The bag had flares, thermal blanket, rain gear, and a .45 automatic.
    He was still looking when he felt a slight vibration.  The vibration kept feeling stronger.  Something was coming and it was big.