Ignoring the screams, you walk farther into the thick busshel of
trees. Some time passes, and you've not seen a single dinosuar. You
wished for the time of the dinosuars, but it hasn't worked out so far.
Your thoughts are intterupted by a demonic cry. Soon a Paridactal
swoops down and snags your shirt. It unleashes you and takes the
shiney object you used to go through time! Unless you get it back,
you'r stuck in Dinosuar times FOREVER!