Ava

You wake up to another mundane day, trudging through your usual routine. The morning feels predictable, almost too ordinary. But as you step outside, the ground beneath you trembles violently. A deep rumble builds, and before you can react, the earth cracks open with a deafening roar, swallowing you whole. Plummeting into the darkness, your heart races—this is it, the end. But just as despair grips you, something massive swoops in, talons catching you midair. A creature you’ve only seen in ancient illustrations and school textbooks—a pterosaur, a relic of a lost world. Your breath catches as you survey your surroundings. Towering ferns, colossal cycads, creatures that have been extinct for eons. The sight is overwhelming. You struggle, but the pterosaur’s grip falters. With terrifying speed, you tumble down, bouncing off thick, prehistoric trees before crashing to the ground with a jarring thump. Gasping, you rise shakily to your feet. But before you can gather your thoughts, a woman sprints past, panic etched on her face. Behind her, the unmistakable silhouette of a towering predator—a T. rex—thunders forward, its earth-shaking footsteps closing the distance. You’ve just stepped into a time-lost nightmare.