After taking a short rest, Nigel and crew return to Prehistoric New Mexico. Now, they are back on the trail of the top predator of this region.

They start by following the tracks of the Bisthahieversor they saw earlier.

"This is just like my first adventure," remarks Nigel, "except this time, the tyrannosaur isn't injured."

The main consequence of this is that the tyrannosaur is much farther away from them than Sue was, so they need to go farther to find it. And there's a chance the footprints will disappear before they do.

However, the time this offers does provide room for conversation.

"So, you have any friends who share your interests?" begins Nigel.

"A few. Most of them are just staying home, because they don't have to go to college yet and are still looking for summer jobs."

"Oh. Good to know."

"You're welcome... Hey, why are you only asking me questions about my past?"

"I've been working with everyone else for a few weeks. I asked them everyone they wanted to say well before you got here."

"Fair enough."

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Eventually, the trek leads to an area where the river they saw earlier has been reduced to a tiny stream. Here, the footprints become mingled among many other sets of three toed feet. Some have rounded feet, indicating they are hadrosaurs. Others are more pointed, showing the belong to ornithomimosaurs.

"It looks like some kind of stampede happened here," remarks Tristan.

"That's my guess. Maybe the Bistahieversor tried to ambush some animals here and the all scattered."

Just then, Tristan notices something. In front of him is a small red spot on the ground. Ahead of it are more spots that are increasing in size.

"Nigel, I found something."

Nigel comes over and quickly notices the trail.

"This is a blood trail. Whatever the tyrannosaur attacked, it must have gone this way. Come on, lets see if this will lead us to what we're looking for."

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Back at the park, Bob is mobilizing the recruits. Someone finally noticed that Terence left his exhibit and the whole park has been put on alert.

"I'm not worried about Terence eating one of the staff, he doesn't seem interested in us. No, I'm worried that he'll go after some of our other residents. He's a big predator and only the Argentinosaurus and Alamosaurus are off his menu right now."

The staff is already on the lookout. Jeeps have been deployed, and the cameras are being checked regularly. Despite this, no one has found him yet.

"Where are you, Terence?"

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Roughly 500 meters behind Bob, the very animal he's thinking about is staring at him.

Terence has just woken up from a nap. Right now, he's in the Montanaspinus exhibit. The two residents, Monty and Mara, have noticed him, but don't really care. As spinosaurs, they don't compete for food with him.

For the past half hour, Terence has been resting in the undergrowth of the spinosaur's exhibit. Located virtually adjacent to his own, it provides excellent shelter from both the elements and prying eyes. Needless to say, this might be a problem for Bob.

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Meanwhile, Suzanne is nearby the holding pens. She's finally finished assessing the last of the park's newest residents.

This means that she has to deal with the saber-tooth cubs.

While the cubs still recognize their parents, they consider Suzanne their aunt. Sabrina, their mother, does not mind this, to Suzanne's surprise, but Suzanne is finding this very exhausting. The cubs aren't awake very long, but while they are, they don't tire easily.

Luckily, they're hungry right now, which means Suzanne just ahs to leave them with a piece of meat to keep them satisfied.

"They are so adorable."

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Back in New Mexico, Nigel and co. have finally found the source of the blood.

In front of them is an injured hadrosaur. Hiding behind some thick undergrowth, it is safe from any large predators, but now it is too severely injured to move far. Nearby, some ornithomimosaurs, troodontids and other hadrosaurs, who are trying to help their injured companion.

"I recognize these dinosaurs. The hadrosaurs are Naashoibitosaurus, the ornithomimosaurs are a new species of Ornithomimus, but the troodontids haven't been described yet. I think the tyrannosaur attacked the hadrosaur, but it ran into the undergrowth and avoided further injury. Only problem is it can't get out now."

Nigel, however, refuses to let it die here. He gestures for Tristan and the crew to help him try and pull away the undergrowth. From there, they'll open up the time portal and take the injured hadrosaur through.

The plan works quite well. One of the crew uses some fruit to get the herbivores' attention. They soon follow him. Meanwhile, Nigel and Tristan have managed to pull away the undergrowth and are coaxing the hadrosaur to crawl forward. Soon, all of the animals are new the portal, which is almost ready to open.

Then, things go south.

A shrill cry rings through the air, followed by several others. Turning to face the sound, Nigel and crew find themselves facing a pack of raptors.

"Saurornitholestes," remarks Tristan.

The arrival of the raptors causes the herd to panic and start running.

Fortunately, they're head right toward the portal.

The arrival of predators Spurs even the injured hadrosaur to action. It forces itself up and starts running.

Overhead, clouds have begun to gather and thunder rumbles. The disconcerting sound spurs the herbivores through the portal even faster, while the raptors follow out of hunger.

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In the present, Bob and his personnel are surprised by the opening of the portal and the subsequent stampede through it. Luckily, they've made sure that holding pens were ready, and all of the dinosaurs are soon enjoying life in the present. Suzanne and her team are already working on healing the injured hadrosaur.

Meanwhile, Bob is telling Nigel about the tyrannosaur problem.

"I don't know where he went. I'm worried that he might try to eat one of the herbivores, and we won't stop him in time."

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While Bob is worried about what Terence will do, the tyrannosaur is currently lying flat on his belly, mouth open. Around him, a group of Dakotanychus and Thescelosaurus clean his mouth of leftover meat and his body of parasites. After enjoying some fish in the Montanaspinus exhibit, along with a good nap, a good cleaning is needed. And if Terence's relaxed bellow is any indication, he's enjoying it.

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AN: I really like writing the Terence segments, they just come to me.

And if you're wondering why I am not giving Suzanne and Bob's new team members a lot of description, remember: I'm excepting OC's via PM's.