WTF? Raptor Mafia?

“Stop, don’t say it,” Mrs. Jones said as she threw her teacher tone down upon Brett.

Mrs. Jones’ glaring, teacher eyes sent Brett back in time to when he was still a mostly innocent teenager creating crazy stories in class about blogging and movies.

“I know it hurts you to hear this Mrs. Jones, but we both know Ochletree wasn’t the one behind all this; “she” was the one giving orders the whole time.”

The all too recognizable screech of a raptor drowns their senses for a brief second.

“We have to go. No time for this,” Mrs. Jones says as the pair turn to run to her car.

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