Alan looked out the window of the helicopter…
There, flying in the sky, were pteranodons, soaring gracefully away. Alan stared at them…they were loose? How did they…?
Then one of them turned and looked him in the eye.
"Hey, Alan!" it said in a woman's voice.
Alan Grant's eyes widened.
"Ala-a-a-n!" the pteranodon sang again.
Alan jumped.
"Alan!"
Alan Grant sat up in bed and looked over at Ellie, who was poking her head through the doorway.
"It's past noon, you planning to sleep until dinner? The phone's rang at least three times for you, judging by the answering machine…what's with you?"
"Nothing," Alan replied, shaking his head. "Nothing. I just had the most ridiculous dream."