A Survivor's Guide to the Dinosaur Apocalypse

A new series in the Flashback/Dinosaur Apocalypse Universe ... I looked to see Nigel and Ewan entering the shop from the left, the latter seeming like an utterly new man-his hair no longer mussed; his clothes no longer a catastrophic mess."Apologies, apologies, a thousand apologies," he said, before pausing to admire Gargantua. "But a maiden voyage such as this requires a fresh change of clothes." He looked on a moment longer and then dropped to one knee-began ruffling through his overpacked bags. "Ah, yes, here it is. It's-I opened it with Nigel." He withdrew a corked bottle-which glinted darkly in the light from a high window. "Voila! One of eight bottles of Dom Perignon Rose champagne, Vintage 1959, served in Persepolis in 1971 by the then-Shaw of Iran."He looked at us with a face flushed with excitement, and we looked back."To-to celebrate the 2500th anniversary of the founding of the Persian Empire ... by Cyrus the Great." Disappointment stole over his face like a shadow. "It's-it's to break over the bow, as it were. To christen Gargantua." Nobody said anything. "Yeah-well. Waste of liquor, anyway. Especially when I've got so much celebrating to do. I'll, ah-I'll just get the door. Over there."He moved up the ramp toward the garage door. That's when I thought of Lazaro's admonition, I don't know why: You heard Roman-carnotauruses, heading this way."Wait, Ewan," I said. But he was already there, triggering the great door with his fist, turning to look at us as it rattled upward, pulling the cork from the champagne. "Life is for the living," he said, and toasted us with the bottle. "And this stuff ..." He poured champagne into his mouth and down the sides, soaking his clean, white shirt, splattering the floor with foam. "This is for howl-"But then the door was open and they were there, the carnotauruses, and one closed its jaws about his scalp while another laid wide his abdomen (and another took up his legs) so that, howling, he was opened like a pizza being groped by eager hands. And then they themselves howled and piled over his body, and all we could do was to run-everyone save Nigel, who had his trimmer, which he started with a sputter-because our weapons were already in the rover. The Flashback/DinosaurApocalypse CycleFlashback(re-printed in Dinosaur Apocalypse) Flashback Dawn(re-printed in Dinosaur Apocalypse) Tales from the Flashback(re-printed as Dinosaur Rampage) Flashback Twilight(serialized as A Dinosaur is a Man's Best Friend;re-printed as The Complete Ank & Williams, Dinosaur War, Paladins) A Reign of Thunder(serialized as Heat Wave) A Survivor's Guide to theDinosaur Apocalypse