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“Goddamnit, Mongo,” I cried at the little dinosaur as he broke away and headed right for the now-dead lemur I’d punted.

The dino chicken howled in rage as I scooped him up. I hazarded a look over my shoulder, and I stopped dead at the sight. A giraffe. A goddamned giraffe ran down the street at us. The giant animal was covered in lemurs who clung onto its neck like it was a tree trunk.