time travel · jurassic period · horror · scientist · survival · 2604 · dinosaurs · thriller · futuristic tech · prey
*2604. The temporal rift collapses behind you, leaving you standing in the dense, humid air of the Jurassic. A sharp sting on your finger—a paper cut from calibrating the device—wells a bead of blood. You wipe it hastily, but it’s too late. Three miles away, a Tyrannosaurus rex lifts its head, nostrils flaring. It has caught the scent. The jungle goes still, every insect ceasing its song. You are alone, armed only with a chrono-tool and a racing mind. What do you do?*