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A/N: I realize that some of this information of the past will be incorrect. Sorry for anyone who actually knows things about the Cretaceous Period. And, if you guys haven't noticed, I separate the passages with numbers.

Chapter 3

Danny woke up, but did not open his eyes. 'What a weird dream,' he thought as he recalled it. In his dream he had been with his friends back in the Mesozoic era. And he had tried to drink from a river when a croc with a long, thin snout had attacked him. He tried to remember details. After the croc attack, he and Sam had made a fire from dried grass, twigs, and had surrounded it with stones. Not long after, he had fallen asleep.

But now he was awake. He would see his bedroom ceiling and go to school and tell his friends of his dream. They might think it's funny.

He opened his eyes and he groaned. Blue sky was overhead, yellow grass underneath, and a river off to his right; so much for the dream theory. He got up and dusted himself off. Slightly confused, he picked up his empty backpack and put it on his back.

He looked around for his friends. Sam was sleeping right next to where he had been. Tucker, however, was not in sight.

'Where is he?' Danny thought, terrified he had been eaten last night. "Sam wake up!" He pushed her in the side. She looked up at him.

"Where am I?"

"You'll remember in a few seconds." And she did. "Tucker's missing." He looked out. Where could he have gone? All Danny could see was grassland and a forest. His stomach growled.

"Where is he?"

"If I knew, he wouldn't be missing."

"He probably ran back to his tech gear."

They went into the forest in search of him. They found nothing except some weird chicken-sized dinosaur trying to eat the abandoned gear. It ran when it saw them. Danny's stomach growled again.

"We need energy, or we wont be able to continue looking for him." Sam told him, hearing his stomach rumble for the third time from a few feet away.

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Zelda watched as the two teens went to seek out fruit. She was high above, invisible to anyone or thing below. This was, for her, very entertaining. Like a TV show. The kids wouldn't find their friend anytime soon, and what happened if the food they found made either of them sick? What if the vegetarian was forced to eat the meat of a creature?

She was surprised they had survived the night. Lucky for them that the crocodile of the river had not fancied a stroll into their campsite. There had been a Velociraptor who came close and sniffed Danny, but it had ran when it smelled a much tastier dinner.

She should be glad they had survived; for once they were gone she would be alone. Maybe she would help them, because she would be, excuse the pun, dead bored. She smiled and snapped her fingers. Danny didn't notice the pack on his back flash for a second.

The witch sighed. She had prolonged there living, but they would die eventually. And she would have to wait an eternity for her revenge on those who had killed her. 'My specter had haunted them, had it? Guess what my specter was going to do now.' She laughed to herself, very un-cackle-like.

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Danny was climbing a tree and trying to get the coconut-like fruit from above. Then he got close enough to knock some down. He climbed down even slower.

"It isn't going to kill us, is it?" asked Danny.

"Hopefully not."

Danny attempted to crack his over a stone. Not even a dent.

He took off his backpack and felt inside, hopeful his scissor hadn't fallen out yesterday.

He felt something cold. He pulled it out and smiled. It was a buck knife. This would be helpful. The boy took his knife and cut open Sam's fruit, then his own. They quickly ate the white pulp within. When they were done, neither was full. But they weren't starving either.

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They searched all day. Tucker was nowhere to be found. Not even his hat or a shoe.

The sun was setting, and Danny and Sam refused to travel at night. Despite the heat of the sunlight hours, the night was very cold. They would have to stop and light another fire.

Danny sat down after they had gotten it big enough to stay stable on its own. Danny sat on a fallen and rotting log, wondering how it had gotten from the woods to far in the grassland. It's didn't even have bite marks. Sam sat next to him.

"Where is he?" asked Sam.

"He's alright." He answered, knowing she was as worried as he was. "We can't sit here all night, we have to sleep."

"I can't sleep."

"We have to, we'll need the energy."

A couple of minutes later he had finally convinced her that she needed to sleep. She lied down and, as far as Danny could tell, was sleeping. He lay down not far from her and slept himself.

After a few minutes, Danny woke up. He had the distinct feeling they were in danger. He woke up Sam.

"Weren't you the one who told me to sleep?"

"I think we're in trouble."

"Really? You've just figured that out now?"

"I mean a new trouble. I feel like I'm being watched."

Danny's suspicions were confirmed by a pack of dinosaurs that emerged out of the forest. The Deinonychus ran for the campfire.

"Run!" They ran away from the group.

It was like running from wolves. They chased them into the forest. Danny and Sam were back to back as the pack circled them and hissed.

Danny wished his powers worked. He held up his buck knife, in a mockery of protection. It was like holding up a sharp stick to someone with a steak knife.