This choice: Defeated, you look for somewhere to hide the egg • Go Back...Chapter #6Defeated, you look for somewhere to hide the egg by: Sakuya Kawakami   With tears running down your cheeks, you peel down a layer of the wall on the back of the security booth. The veneer is soft and cracks easily, forming a large fist-sized hole in the drywall. You can come back for it later, you realize.
First, you have to get out of this mall and once they send in the State Police and clear up this mess, you can claim it again. It just makes you sick to your stomach, the thought of abandoning your dinosaur before it has even hatched.
After finding a spot where the egg is safely out of view, you crawl back out of the booth and to the commotion of the mall: crowds scurrying to exit and the increasing aggression of the protesters who have taken over in a swarm.
In the distance, far from the food courts, you hear a terrifying roar. The fleeing families scream and their stampede becomes even more frantic. You haven't seen any of their dinosaurs around... Whatever is spraying toward the vents makes them frightened of humans. Primal again.
You are about to join one of the groups running, when a woman with a brown ponytail, her face hidden by a bandana blocks your path. She looks you up and down. When she sees you are holding a rag in your first and that your raggedy clothes mean you are no elite, she nods with approval.
"I saw you," her eyes flash dangerously. Your cheeks, still wet from the tears are sure to make you look guilty in the eyes of the hooligan.
"They pepper sprayed you too, huh?"
"Don't bother looking, we took all the good stuff when we got rid of the guards." She hands you a cloth so you can wipe your eyes. Then with her back turned, with some type of firearm strapped, she turns to a pack running for safety. "That's right, get out of here bougies! Leave your dinos here or you'll regret it!"
The SBL girl appears to have mistaken you with one of their own.
You know you can use this to your advantage, even though you aren't sure if socializing with the enemy is a safe way to stick around and make sure Egg isn't destroyed in the ongoing takeover.
"I need more of it," you blurt out to the girl. Purposely vague, you are unsure at first if it'll catch her attention. What are these terrorists using? Some type of hormone disruptor? A drug that just makes large reptiles become wild with rage? If you are going to stick around, you might as well find a way to destroy whatever is in their supply, you realize. You never imagined yourself in this situation but something had to go wrong, didn't it?
Your first time almost having a pet dinosaur...
"More what? " The girl replies. "Oh..." She realizes.
"You have to go to Sarge, he has the stash on him." Hey, I heard these sickos kept the dangerous ones somewhere underneath. Wanna go with me?"
You can tell the girl is smiling through the cloth in front of her mouth.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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