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“Please tell me they’re not making babies already.” Charlie squints in the direction the other person is motioning to and starts to pull out their cell phone. Using the camera to zoom in, a trick from Benjamin no doubt, they’re able to see the object somewhat more clearly. “Egg shape and moving? Double check. What type of dinosaur do you think it is? Something fricking big.”
“Say what? Dinosaur?” Max wasn’t sure what the other was telling him. “Are you serious? There’s dinosaurs?” he asked, completely baffled. He was still staring at the egg. And watched as the egg moved, again. He was growing uncomfortable by the strangeness of the small town.

















