They're coming, you say. We have to run.\n\n[[You hear the elevator lurch back towards the ground floor.|betrayal]]

Velociraptors in the Library

Halfway down the hall, you hear glass break.\n\nYou leap into the elevator. The doors close, and when they open again, you're on the roof. \n\n[[The city sparkles around you like a circuit.|remember]]

But you don't say anything.\n\nYou feel a cold, smooth breath on the back of your neck.\n\n[[You just want to go home.|black]]

But he won't move. He won't look at you. \n\nThat's when you realize he's not confused. He knows exactly what's happening.\n\n[[HE'S BEEN WORKING WITH THE VELOCIRAPTORS|sorry]]

You are at the library. It's being attacked by velociraptors.\n\n[[Holy shit|scream]]\n[[Everyone run|scream]]

Your heart breaks like a skull beneath a brick.\n\nYou want to ask so many questions, like:\n\n[[Did I ever know you?|sacrifice]]\n[[Did you ever love me?|sacrifice]] \n[[Or were you always planning to sacrifice me to the velociraptors?|sacrifice]]

You grab his hand and pull him with you. He doesn't want to go. You keep pulling anyway, like you did as a child, tugging on your parents' fingers after Sunday services. You wanted to go home. You remember waiting and waiting as the hours slipped by in the shadow of a church.\n\n[[The Church of the Velociraptors|glass]]

Laura Hudson

As you back away from him, you hear the elevator open behind you. The heavy, leather-soft steps padding out.\n\n[[I'm sorry, he says.|questions]]

You scream, pointing out the windows at the razor-clawed predators stalking slowly towards the building. But the other patrons seem unfazed; they turn back to their work.\n\n[[Fuck this we're leaving|church]]

Do you remember the first time we came here, you whisper. He doesn't answer.\n\n[[Maybe he doesn't want to remember|run]]\n[[Maybe he's afraid of the velociraptors|run]]