“I don’t know what tomorrow holds, life’s a mystery…” ~gwc Ryker jumped up, fought his way to the door and looked back into the swirling turbulence. The giant lizards were still being tossed about inside the room like leaves in the wind. One of the lizards dropped his AK-47 and it smashed against the wall, firing in all directions, spraying bullets into the other two beasts as they screamed in pain. Brutus pulled himself up to the doorjamb beside Ryker and witnessed the aftermath of the friendly fire calamity. He furrowed his brow as the lizard’s machine gun continued to fire sporadically into the air, occasionally hitting another beast with random bullets. “Now that is funny. What would you call that, my friend?” Brutus asked. “I think that’s what’s called a reptile dysfunction.” Ryker smiled. “A what?” Brutus asked. Ryker looked at Brutus, who was still fascinated at the giant lizards flying around the room, being shot at by their own weapons. He didn’t want to tell him, but the big hairy ape was starting to grow on him too. “Oh, never mind, Bigfoot. Probably nothing a big guy like you’d ever have to worry about,” Ryker answered. “But I think we should get the fuck out of here before this party’s over. That’s gonna be a hell of a mess to clean up.” 
From Rise of the Chimera...
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