As Jake roared, the raptors ran. He then jumped out of the tree. I sprinted into the foliage. “Jake”, I screamed. “Cory, it’s really you”, Jake said. He looked around. “Follow me.” We ran through the jungle. “I’m going to explain why this happened.” “I know what happened”, I snapped. “Not all of it,” Jake said solemnly. “We crashed while flying to see the Dimorphadon. We all ran, but I heard a shriek I knew – the raptor call for back up. I ran ahead of the others. Although they ran quickly, they were still not making enough progress.” He grimaced.