CHAPTER 138
The utahraptor was using its teeth and fore talons to rip at the front passenger seat of the Ford Explorer. Shreds of leather and foam stuffing rained through the interior of the SUV as the beast tore the chair to pieces. Clambering around in the open roof of the car it switched to using one of its back feet and slashed at the seat back with its killer claw. Ducking back around it switched to using its hands and teeth again.
Cowering beneath the glovebox Shelly was screaming and crying. "Get away!" she shrieked.
The utahraptor pulled on the seat back with all its weight until it snapped backwards and Shelly was fully exposed. A smirk of success crossed the predator's face as it stooped lower to snatch Shelly from under the glovebox.
"Hey!" Kyra yelled, trying to divert the utahraptor's attention. When she saw that the dinosaur was not phased she grabbed a metal coffee cup from one of the cupholders and slammed it against the raptor's face. This elicited an immediate response.
The utahraptor turned and roared, and then lashed a set of fore talons at Kyra. The predator's claws raked her face and arm, and she recoiled beneath the steering column. Without hesitation the utahraptor reached for Shelly once more.
Shelly was curled into a ball and kicking her feet. She planted a firm heel into the dinosaur's jaw once, but the next time around she felt a set of teeth clamp over her ankle. Shelly screamed and kicked with her other sneaker, but it did no good. The utahraptor dragged her out of her hiding place and onto what remained of the front seat. Letting her go the dinosaur backed upward into the open roof and propped itself in the frame of the broken window. Shelly crawled to get back under the glovebox, but the utahraptor reached down with one of its feet and snatched her leg like a hawk. Shelly felt the killer claw curve into her hamstrings like a meathook, and she was powerless to fight back.
"Shelly!" Kyra reached out and grabbed for her wrist, but all she felt was Shelly's fingers slipping through her own. "Shelly, no!" Kyra reached out further but all she caught was one final glimpse of Shelly's terrified face as it was pulled beyond the back edge of the top window. There was a thud on the metal portion of the roof that hung over the trunk. Shelly was out of sight, but Kyra could still hear her screams. In her mind it was like she could see every gruesome detail of what was going on just above her. As the shrieks of pain filled her head she froze with the thought that she would be next.