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d　lacy　was　dangling　from　her　collar。　Colter　smiled　at　the　sight；　but　then　frowned　when　he　realized　it　was　a　pair　of　Petra's　panties。　When　he　reached　down　to　retrieve　them　Sarah　cringed；　but　didn't　run　away。　He　threw　the　underwear　out　the　shattered　window。　Sarah　looked　up　briefly；　then　started　nibbling　on　her　raisins。
　He　was　surprised　at　how　much　pain　a　piece　of　Petra's　clothing　could　bring。　The　look　and　the　touch　triggered　memories　of　what　had　been　and　would　never　be　again。　Now　Colter　sorted　through　the　pile；　pulling　out　whatever　pieces　of　Petra's　clothes　he　could　find；　and　threw　them　out　the　window。　It　was　crazy；　he　knew；　but　it　was　also　therapeutic。
　When　he　was　done；　he　thought　about　starting　on　the　belongings　of　the　others；　but　he　had　something　else　to　do。　Something　to　do　with　killing。　He　pulled　on　a　sweatshirt　to　finish　covering　himself；　and　then　put　on　his　old　Nikes。　When　he　was　done　he　looked　up　to　see　Moose　staring　longingly　at　the　raisin　pile　Sarah　was　devouring。　While　Moose　cringed　against　the　wall；　Colter　pulled　another　handful　of　raisins　from　the　package　and　dropped　them　on　top　of　the　cabinet。　The　animal　was　on　the　food　as　soon　as　Colter　stepped　away。
　
　
　It　took　over　an　hour　to　hammer　the　crushed　metal　of　the　wheel　wells　away　from　the　tires。　Colter　worked　by　flashlight；　bending；　prying；　and　hammering。　When　he　was　sure　he　had　enough　clearance　to　turn　without　cutting　the　tires；　he　climbed　into　the　driver's　seat　to　start　the　engine。　The　egg　they　had　found　in　the　clearing　was　still　wrapped　in　a　towel　on　the　dash。　Colter　placed　it　into　a　lower　cabinet　and　then　tried　starting　up　the　RV；　which　roared　to　life　on　the　second　crank。　Pulling　forward；　he　turned　away　from　the　prehistoric　world　toward　what　he　hoped　was　still　civilization。　When　he　adjusted　the　rearview　mirror　he　spotted　Moose　on　top　of　the　cabinet。
　〃All　ashore　who's　going　ashore。　Let's　go；　guys！　Last　stop！　End　of　the　line！〃
　Moose　stared　at　him　from　the　top　of　the　cabinet；　but　didn't　move。　Colter　swore；　set　the　brake；　and　walked　back　to　grab　Moose　and　throw　him　out。　Moose　skittered　away　to　the　back　of　the　RV　and　disappeared　behind　a　pile　of　debris　on　the　bed。　Instead　of　chasing　Moose；　Colter　reached　for　Sarah；　but　when　she　ran　to　avoid　his　reach　he　noticed　her　slight　limp。　He　felt　a　sharp　pang　of　guilt。
　〃Okay；　guys；〃　he　said　resignedly。　〃You　had　your　chance。　Let's　go　to　town。〃
　He　put　a　handful　of　raisins　on　top　of　the　counter　and　then　dumped　the　rest　into　a　pile　on　the　floor　of　the　RV。　The　two　little　dinosaurs　were　eating　again　by　the　time　he　reached　the　driver's　seat。　As　Colter　rumbled　down　the　road　toward　town；　he　shouted　back　to　his　little　passengers。
　〃If　either　of　you　has　to　take　a　crap；　you　hold　it　until　we　get　to　town；　or　no　more　raisins。〃
　The　dinosaurs　looked　up　but　then　returned　to　their　snack。　A　few　minutes　later　Moose　lifted　his　tail　and　left　a　little　pile　on　the　top　of　the　cabinet。
　
　Colter　found　the　town　with　only　a　thin　veneer　of　civilization　left。　Refugees　and　trapped　tourists　were　everywhere；　trying　to　buy　everything。　Panic　was　setting　in。　Colter　was　only　interested　in　getting　a　gun；　but　he　nonetheless　picked　up　pieces　of　information。　The　town's　people　didn't　want　to　believe　the　information　that　was　trickling　in；　but　Colter　knew　the　terrible　truth。　Whatever　put　those　dinosaurs　in　Oregon　had　done　things　all　over　the　country。　The　people　in　town　weren't　just　terrified　of　what　was　now　roaming　just　outside　their　town；　they　were　terrified　of　the　unknown。　Colter　had　little　sympathy　for　them。　Why　couldn't　they　take　what　was　and　live　with　it？　To　him；　this　endless　search　for　understanding　was　a　mystery。　But　not　death。　Death　could　be　understood；　and　death　of　a　friend…a　lover…demanded　response。
　Colter　tried　two　sporting　goods　stores　looking　for　a　rifle。　It　was　late；　but　every　store　had　a　light　on。　The　owners　weren't　taking　any　chances　on　losing　their　stock。　The　first　store　he　tried　still　had　some　riflest　but　the　owner　wasn't　selling　them　for　paper　money。　Colter　begged；　pleaded；　and　threatened；　but　came　away　without　a　rifle。　At　the　second　store；　he　got　the　same　reaction。　Then　he　drove　to　a　garage　and　managed　to　rent　some　time　with　a　torch；　telling　the　owner　he　wanted　to　work　on　his　vehicle。　Colter　blamed　the　hole　on　an　accident；　but　the　owner　was　suspicious。　Still；　Colter　could　weld　the　hole　in　the　side　at　least　roughly；　then　took　the　torch　into　the　RV。　In　one　of　the　lower　cabinets　Dr。　Coombs　and　Dr。　Piltcher　had　bolted　a　small　cheap　safe　to　the　floor。　It　wouldn't　stop　a　professional　thief；　but　it　would　stop　the　ordinary　jockey…boxer　looking　for　tape　players　and　loose　change。　Colter　cut　the　bination　lock　out；　careful　not　to　set　the　contents　on　fire。　As　he　expected　the　safe　was　full　of　money…several　thousand　dollars　in　currency；　and　six　thou…sand　in　traveler's　checks。　Behind　the　paper　money　Colter　found　two　heavy　wooden　boxes。　Colter　opened　one　to　find　a　long　row　of　gold　coins　lined　up　like　mints…twenty　coins。　Colter　took　six　of　them　and　put　the　rest　back　in　place　and　welded　the　door　closed。
　He　tried　the　first　sporting　goods　store　again。　The　owner　was　belligerent　until　Colter　held　out　his　hand　with　two　gold　coins。　The　owner　looked　over　the　coins　and　even　bit　one　to　make　sure　they　were　real。　Then　the　negotiation　started。　While　interested；　the　dealer　wouldn't　sell　Colter　the　rifle　he　wanted　for　only　two　of　the　coins。　Colter　mournfully　told　the　man　he　had　only　four　coins　and　a　family　back　in　Ashland　and　wasn't　sure　he　could　go　back　without　protection。
　〃Boy；〃　he　said；　〃you　could　kill　an　elephant　with　a　rifle　like　that。　Now　if　you　want　personal　protection　I've　got　an　assault　rifle　here　that　will　give　you　the　rapid…fire　capability　you　need。　I　might　even　be　able　to　get　you　a　banana　clip　to　go　with　it；　if　you　don't　say　where　you　got　it。　They're　not　legal；　you　know。〃
　Colter　held　his　ground　and　the　negotiation　continued。　Colter　didn't　want　to　give　him　four　gold　pieces…but　there　was　no　way　to　make　change。　Colter　now　understood　why　pirate　treasure　was　often　pieces　of　eight…breaking　his　gold　coins　into　eighths　would　make　the　negotiation　simpler。　Finally；　Colter　thanked　the　man　and　said　he'd　try　the　shop　down　the　street。　That's　where　he　got　the　deal　he　wanted…the　rifle；　three　spare　eight…round　clips；　and　three　boxes　of　ammunition　for　three　gold　coins。　Then　Colter　went　looking　for　supplies。
　The　only　open　grocery　was　guarded　by　six　police　officers；　and　the　people　going　in　were　ing　out　with　only　small　quantities　of　food。　Colter　drove　to　one　of　the　closed　stores　and　banged　on　the　glass　door　until　a　thin　middle…aged　man　came　from　the　back　waving　a　pistol　and　hollering　to　Colter。　Colter　put　the　gold　coin　against　the　window　and　held　it　there　with　his　finger。　The　man　stared　at　it；　then　walked　forward　and　put　his　nose　right　up　against　the　glass。　Then　he　put　on　a　pair　of　glasses　and　Colter　watched　the　guy's　eyes　light　up。　The　man　motioned　Colter　around　back；　through　the　delivery　entrance；　where　he　traded　his　coin　for　groceries；　propane；　bottled　juice　and　water；　and　raisins　and　other　fruit　for　Sarah　and　Moose。
　
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　We　were　recovering　our　net　by　reeling　in　on　our　drum；　when　one　of　the　hands　yells　'lookit　there。'　　Well；　I　looked　and　sure　enough　there　was　a　head。。。　sitting　on　a　neck　as　thick　as　a　good…sized　cargo　boom。　But　it　wos　the　eyes　that　held　me；　they　were　large；　but　sort　of　deadlike。。。。　In　all　my　years　of　working　drift　nets。。。　I　ain't　never　e　across　the　likes　of　that。。。　But　that　animal　was　big　indeed。
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　　Petra　woke　in　darkness；　her　body　aching　from　head　to　toe。　When　she　tried　to　lift　her　head；　the　agony　threatened　to　drive　her　back　into　unconsciousness；　so　she　lowered　her　head　gingerly　until　it　met　the　wet　surface。　When　the　pain　subsided　a　little；　she　was　able　to　localize　her　injuries。　Her　head　was　the　worst；　but　her　left　foot　and　ankle　throbbed　and　pain　kept　her　from　bending　her　ankle　more　than　a　fraction　of　an　inch。　Petra　lay　still　again；　and　when　the　pain　in　her　ankle　subsided　she　became　aware　of　her　other　senses。　It　was　almost　pitch　black；　so　her　eyes　were　nearly　useless；　but　there　was　a　terrible　stench　in　the　air。　Some　of　the　smell　was　familiar…and　Petra　realized　she　was　lying　in　her　own　vomit。　Still；　when　she　tried　to　scoot　away；　the　pain　was　worse　than　the　smell；　so　instead　she　lay　still　and　tried　to　remember　what　happened。
　The　first　memory　to　return　was　Colter's　face。　She　could　see　it　through　a　murky　gloom。　He　was　moving　away；　pawing　at　the　air。　No；　not　pawing。　He　was　swimming；　and　it　wasn't　Colter　who　was　moving　away；　it　was　Petra。
　Then　it　all　came　back。　That　strange　fish。　The　one　that　came　out　of　the　water；　walking　on　its　flippers　and　then　grabbing　her　ankle。　It　had　pulled　her　under　the　water；　and　she　had　drowned。　But　she　hadn't　drowned；　not　unless　this　was　hell。　It　sure　wasn't　heaven。　But　where　was　she；　and　why　wasn't　she　dead？
　Petra　kept　her　head　as　still　as　possible　and　reached　out　slowly　with　her　right　hand；　sliding　it　across　the　wet　surface。　The　bottom　was　clearly　rock。　Then　her　hand　touched　something　slimy　and　scaly。　She　jerked　her　hand　b