The mall is packed since it is the weekend. You live pretty far and since you don't get a chance to come here often, exploring sounds tempting enough to stay longer.
It is the place to be to catch a sight of all the different types of dinosaurs co-living with humans. You spot families walking their herd of gallimimus, walking speedily to catch up with the leashed, growling beasts that extend their long necks to snap and snip at each other. A businessman rudely cuts them all off, walking along a protective velociraptor, as he chats on his phone while the dinosaur eyes anyone approaching too close with a frightful suspicion. They really were incredible guards and conveniently, too expensive to only be owned by the wealthiest.
Through the glass dome of the mall ceiling, you hear the screech of pterodactyls circling around the building. They weren't uncommon but not typically owned as house pets. Too much upkeep and it was impossible for anyone in any neighborhood to get any sleep. Mostly they were attracted to the peak points of the buildings in cities where they gathered to roost.
You protectively press the egg against you as you people watch. Towards the atrium near the food court, you see a group of people in bandanas raising their fists. Protesters, you realize when one of them begins to loudly yell about freeing the "imprisoned innocent creatures subjected to slavery" right before he flips over a metal table.
No doubt security will be here soon, you think, and there will be some big scene in the middle of the mall. Sighing, you look down at the egg. Are you going to worry about someone trying to snatch your new friend from you? You don't understand why they make such a big deal about it. The liberationists. After all, they don't have any complaints about dogs or cats, also the result of domestication after thousands of years to become the perfect house pets.
The scuffle in the food court grows louder as a protester shoves a man in a suit. The two begin to swing fists at each other as a crowd gathers to watch the scuffle. Surprisingly there is no security guard around yet and you are disturbed by the lack of response so far. The tram to exit the mall is just up the escalator. Perhaps this outing has come to a natural conclusion and it is time to go.
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