INS Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Separation
The next morning, we walked to the visitor center. The kitchen was still intact, and there was a lot of food. Apples, sushi, you name it; the kitchen had it all. We began to eat, and after we filled our stomachs, we packed what we could to bring it back to camp.
We exited the building, walking back to camp. However, Rexy, along with the juvenile Tyrannosaur (who I had nicknamed "Ditto," because she would grow up into a spitting image of her sister), confronted us. The larger T-Rex glared at me, menacingly.
"Why's she looking at you like that?" Jonah asked.
"I threw a knife at her the time we were separated," I replied, running. The group followed.
The two T-Rexes were faster, but were slowed down by rocks, logs, and our gunfire. They dodged every time we fired, hindering their progress. Our chase eventually reached a ditch, and we ran along the edge. In the ditch, a herd of Triceratops spotted the predators, stampeding.
Rexy, on my left, tried to ram me, but to survive, I jumped in the ditch, tumbling down. She roared in anger, and continued to pursue my friends.
Inside the ditch, I struggled to stand up. Once on my feet, I felt a Triceratops kick me in the head. I fell backwards, and my head hit a rock. My vision blurry, I glanced at the herd one more time before everything went black.