My Little Primeval: Anomalies Are Magic
Prologue: The Anomalous Anomaly
Prologue
The Anomalous Anomaly
“We've got another one!”
“You don't think I can see that?
“Sorry, Abby.”
“Well?”
“Well what?”
“Are you going to tell us where it is?”
“Oh! Right, that. According to this... It's right across the street.”
“Quit joking around, Connor. Where is it really?”
“I'm not joking, Abby. Look, it even shows it on the map.”
“This had better not be the Velocirapters again.”
“You can say that again.”
“You two done yet?”
“Yes, captain.”
“Let's get a move on, then.”
Many of you might not understand what we do. I mean, come on. We're a government agency that goes around closing off streets seemingly at random. No one's going to believe that we actually hunt dinosaurs. Well, not hunt, really, more... Contain. You see, For thousands of years, there have been “Anomalies”, Large, glowing, magnetic, rifts in time and space. With them, they bring monsters from a different era of earth. Sometimes the past, sometimes the future. But always earth.
Until now.
We used to work for the ARC, Abby and I. But that was in another life. Now, after travelling through an anomaly that was like nothing we had ever seen before, and soon getting stranded on the other side, we now live a completely different life. One of fear. And running. Lots and Lots of running. Generally for our lives, as the creatures in this world...
Lets just say they aren't to happy about us being here. At least, most of them. There seems to be a species of horse that lives here, but after our other encounters, you can imagine our apprehension at making contact.
As of yet, though, we are still unsure of whether or not there are any differences from earth (other than the creatures, of course). Maybe this is in the distant future? Have horses become sentient? We have seen roads...
I don't know why, even with all these horrible monsters, this place still seems... girly. I don't know why, but it does. Abby says it's the brighter colours, but I'm not so sure. Those horses... They are really colourful, though. And every one is different. We've also seen them stop next to each other on these “roads”. Almost as if they were talking. Abby says “That's impossible, Connor. Stop kidding around.” But, if they are sentient, you never know.
Could they be... ?
Anyway, Abby's calling me. She says it's important. Guess that's it for now.
For now...
Author's note
To be honest, I'm completely winging it here. I've got no plan, no where to go. If you guys have anything to add, or anything you want to have happen, post it. I may or may not use the ideas.
