As he trotted through the mud, Littlefoot took in his surroundings. Sky water was pouring everywhere. It drenched the trees, and it drenched the path he was walking on. Littlefoot felt the hundreds of droplets pound on him as he struggled to see through the mist the rains produced.

The longneck had little idea of where he was, but he knew he still had to be in the Great Valley. He was taking a walk when the sudden shower came overhead. He thought it would be easy to find his way home, but it would appear he thought wrong.

My grandparents must be really worried about me. he thought to himself.

Peering through the fog, Littlefoot spotted the entrance to a dark cave. It was carved into the sides of the cliffs he was walking beside. Out of the dozens he and his friends explored, Littlefoot couldn't remember which cave this was.

Littlefoot decided to go in the cave to shelter himself from the cold, heavy torrent of sky water. He would wait it out, or at least until it cleared up enough so he could see the way home better.

Littlefoot walked into the cave. Free from the downpour, he shook himself off, and then turned to face the outside. The sky water continued to fall against the foggy grey sky, which occasionally lit up with sky fire.

I really hope the sky water stops soon. Littlefoot thought to himself.

However, the sky water showed no signs of slowing down. In fact, it seemed to be increasing in intensity. Then Littlefoot heard what he did not want to hear: The clanks and clunks of hard sky water (hail), something that came from more violent storms.

Crud. Looks like I'm going to be here for a while.

With nothing better to do, Littlefoot went deeper into the cave, because he might as well. One would never know if there's green food growing around the corner, which could be handy in a worst-case scenario.

On the topic of worst-case scenarios, Littlefoot wondered how everyone else in the valley is holding up against the sudden storms. He especially wondered how his friend Petrie was faring, considering how suspectible the flyer was to illnesses from heavy sky water.

After a few twists and turns, the cave terminated at a dead end, which made Littlefoot a bit disappointed. There was nothing in this cave. No giant chambers, no shiny stones, no subterranean rivers. The only things in the cave were a few stray boulders, and that was it.

The longneck heard his stomach rumble. That's what I get for skipping breakfast. he thought.

Littlefoot was about to head back up when he noticed a weird patch of light on the back of one of the boulders.

Huh?

He ran to the boulder in question to see what was up with the light on it. After some poking around, he realized the light was coming from a hole in the wall that the boulder partially covered. And this hole was just big enough for Littlefoot to squeeze through.

Now THIS is interesting. Littlefoot thought.

He put his arms through, then pulled himself through the hole. He tumbled into the chamber on the other side, right into a pool of bubbling water.

*SPLASH!*

Littlefoot surfaced, and shook off excess water for a second time. The water he was in wasn't hot enough to burn his skin, but it was warm enough to give the nerves under it a relaxing sensation. Littlefoot welcomed it, especially after being pelted by cold sky water for who knows how long.

Allowing his body to soak, Littlefoot looked around the chamber he was in. It looked like it was connected to another chamber to his right. It also seemed to be connected toward the front, but there was a giant pile of rocks blocking it all the way to the ceiling. Actually, it was more like a wall of rocks, like someone carefully stacked every single stone. Odd.

The longneck peered into the connected chamber that was not blocked off, and he had a glimpse of something bright and green. Could it be cave plants? Littlefoot felt his stomach rumble again. It probably wouldn't hurt to check.

Littlefoot hopped out of the pool and walked into the chamber on the right, keeping his eyes on the green stuff as he approached it. As he got close, he could tell they were definitely leaves. Extremely juicy leaves as a matter of fact.

Mmm, mmm. Littlefoot thought as he brought his head closer. Before he could take a bite, he froze. These leaves weren't connected to a plant. They were just sitting in a cavity in the cavern wall, next to another cavity full of berries... and another one with water.

Littlefoot realized this was a food stash. And judging by how fresh the food was, it was filled very recently.

Did I wander into someone's home?

Recalling the strange stone wall in the previous chamber, Littlefoot looked around again. He saw a large flat rock placed opposite the food stash, with two smaller ones surrounding it, likely intending to be seating places for medium-sized creatures. He saw another chamber connecting to the right of this one, with another sitting stone and what looked like two tunnels, one being covered with a flat structure made from branches and vines attatched to a log at the side.

Most of the stuff in here was far from natural. Whoever lived in this cave had to be extremely intelligent to create stuff like this.

"What a cute little fourfooter you are..."

Littlefoot paused and looked around. Even more.

I thought I heard something... he thought.

He brushed it off and went back toward the chamber with the pool. To him, it was probably a good idea to get out of this place before whoever lived here caught him wandering around their home. Considering how smart they had to be to build most of the stuff in here, it was possible Littlefoot would be let off lightly, but personally, he'd rather not take the risk.

As Littlefoot got back to the hole he used to get into this place, both his eyes and mouth widened with shock. Through the gap, he could see the boulder near the hole's other side was now pressed up against the hole, preventing him from getting out.

His mind was racing. How on Earth did that happen?

"Trying to leave so soon?" a voice said out of nowhere.

Littlefoot froze. That was definitely a voice. There was someone in this cave with him.

"Give a claw to your fellow dinosaur buddies." the voice continued.

Littlefoot began to panic. The thing in here with him seemed anything but friendly. Knowing he couldn't do anything about the boulder, he dashed back into the chamber to the right, and to the chamber with the two tunnels. Littlefoot quickly looked into the tunnel that wasn't covered by a makeshift door, only to see similar doors within it.

Littlefoot pushed and pulled on the door to his right, desperate to get out of this place. But the door wouldn't budge. It was almost as if it was stuck on something.

Littlefoot heard a yell from behind him. He turned to see a giant red blur charge into him. The last thing Littlefoot remembered was a claw coming straight for his head.

Then his world went black.

To be continued...