Deinonychus
Added 2025-04-05 18:49:00 +0000 UTCIt seemed like a great idea at the time. After all, if you've a Time Machine, why not visit something interesting. It would be ever so useful to find out what the dinosaurs actually looked like. The reconstructions were 'shrink-wrapped', so to speak. Molly, as befitted her hair colour, was a bit of a hothead. When colleagues protested about silliness like damage to the timeline and other such esoterica, she acquiesced (or so it seemed).
Late that night, when everyone was at home, she returned to the lab. None of this silliness of sterile camera probes for her. She was going to visit the Cretaceous herself. Strapping on a backpack with a few days food and the all important recall system, she entered the Time Machine, set the date and pressed the start button.
She felt dizzy, almost nauseous, when she emerged from the quantum time field. Looking about her she noticed a number of things almost instantly. First, she was totally naked - all her clothing and backpack was nowhere to be seen. Second, looking down at her arms, she realised they were now more like those of a dinosaurian raptor than those of a human. Her legs, too, seemed more powerful - ending in long dangerous looking claws. Looking about her, the rest of her pack was just stirring. She could tell they were her pack by their smell, of course.
It was morning, time to hunt. She, as hunt leader, had to find their first kill. Roaring her intentions, she pushed herself to her feet and bobbed a few times on her somewhat unfamiliar hind legs. Then instinct took over. She, and her pack mates, ran towards the plains where breakfast would surely be available.
