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They had followed the directions given to them by the oviraptors. The three had had a long talk about whether or not they were supposed to actually go out on an adventure together. It was safe back in the warehouse with all their little and big duckies. Out here it was dangerous and new. But after talking about it during the entire night the two raptors and the sucho had decided that they were ready for an adventure. They could always return home again in case i...

Long, winding tunnels had led her to the dense jungle under the water, following the reversed tracks of little Oviraptor claws all the way to their entrance. The structure was visibly human, their metal slabs were everywhere and nothing in this dome smelled natural, not even the plants. At the very least, she assumed it was a dome, the little she could see of the ceiling had curved gently upwards, implying some kind of rounded shape to the structure. The humidit...

Saskia wandered on now-familiar roads and slinked between narrow alleyways of the abandoned cityscapes. Passing the skeletal frames of an old bus stop with its informational signs rendered unintelligible by rust and decay, she gave it little attention in her slow walk. You could hardly call it patrolling as Sergeant ordered her to, but more like a lazy, absent-minded stroll. She wouldn’t have it any other way. It’...