's on；〃 Grant said。
〃Good work； Alan！ Good work！〃
〃Now what？〃 Grant said。 He sounded flat； dull。 〃The lights haven't even e on in here。〃
〃Go back to the control room； and I'll talk you through restoring the systems manually。〃
〃That's what I have to do now？〃
〃 Yes。〃
〃Okay；〃 Grant said。 〃I'll call you when I get there。〃 There was a final hiss； and silence。
〃Alan？〃
The radio was dead。
Tim went through the swinging doors at the back of the dining room and entered the kitchen。 A big stainless…steel table in the center of the room； a big stove with lots of burners to the left； and； beyond that； big walk…in refrigerators。 Tim started opening the refrigerators； looking for ice cream。 Smoke came out in the humid air as he opened each one。
〃How e the stove is on？〃 Lex said； releasing his hand。
〃It's not on。〃
〃They all have little blue flames。〃
〃Those're pilot lights。〃
〃What're pilot lights？〃 They had an electric stove at home。
〃Never mind；〃 Tim said； opening another refrigerator。 〃But it means I can cook you something。〃 In this next refrigerator； he found all kinds of stuff； cartons of milk； and piles of vegetables； and a stack of T…bone steaks； fish…but no ice cream。
〃You still want ice cream？〃
〃I told you； didn't I？〃
The next refrigerator was huge。 A stainless steel door； with a wide horizontal handle。 He tugged on the handle； pulled it open； and saw a walk…in freezer。 It was a whole room； and it was freezing cold。
〃Timmy 。 。 。〃
〃Will you wait a minute？〃 he said； annoyed。 〃I'm trying to find your ice cream。
〃Timmy 。 。 。 something's here。〃
She was whispering； and for a moment the last two words didn't register。 Then Tim hurried back out of the freezer； seeing the edge of the wreathed in glowing green smoke。 Lex stood by the steel worktable。 She was looking back to the kitchen door。
He heard a low hissing sound； like a very large snake。 The sound rose and fell softly。 It was hardly audible。 It might even be the wind； but he somehow knew it wasn't。
〃Timmy；〃 she whispered； 〃I'm scared。〃
He crept forward to the kitchen door and looked out。 In the darkened dining room； he saw the orderly green rectangular pattern of the tabletops。 And moving smoothly among them； silent as a ghost except for the hissing of its breath； was a velociraptor。
In the darkness of the maintenance room； Grant felt along the pipes； moving back toward the ladder。 It was difficult to make his way in the dark； and somehow he found the noise of the generator disorienting。 He came to the ladder； and had started back up when he realized there was something else in the room besides generator noise。
Grant paused； listening。
It was a man shouting。
It sounded like Gennaro。
〃Where are you？〃 Grant shouted。
〃Over here； 〃 Gennaro said。 〃In the truck。〃
Grant couldn't see any truck。 He squinted in the darkness。 He looked out of the corner of his eye。 He saw green glowing shapes； moving in the darkness。 Then he saw the truck； and he turned toward it。
Tim found the silence chilling。
The velociraptor was six feet tall； and powerfully built； although its strong legs and tail were hidden by the tables。 Tim could see only the muscular upper torso； the two forearms held tightly alongside the body； the claws dangling。 He could see the iridescent speckled pattern on the back。 The velociraptor was alert； as it came forward； it looked from side to side； moving its head with abrupt； bird…like jerks。 The head also bobbed up and down as it walked； and the long straight tail dipped； which heightened the impression of a bird。
A gigantic； silent bird of prey。
The dining room was dark； but apparently the raptor could see well enough to move steadily forward。 From time to time； it would bend over； lowering its head below the tables。 Tim heard a rapid sniffing sound。 Then the head would snap up； alertly； jerking back and fortb like a bird's。
Tim watched until he was sure the velociraptor was ing toward the kitchen。 Was it following their scent？ All the books said dinosaurs had a poor sense of smell； but this one seemed to do just fine。 Anyway； what did books know？ Here was the real thing。
ing toward him。
He ducked back into the kitchen。
〃Is something out there？〃 Lex said。
Tim didn't answer。 He pushed her under a table in the corner； behind a large waste bin。 He leaned close to her and whispered fiercely： 〃Stay here！〃 And then he ran for the refrigerator。
He grabbed a handful of cold steaks and hurried back to the door。 He quietly placed the first of the steaks on the floor； then moved back a few steps； and put down the second。 。 。 。
Through his goggles； he saw Lex peeping around the bin。 He waved her back。 He placed the third steak； and the fourth； moving deeper into the kitchen。
The hissing was louder； and then the clawed hand gripped the door； and the big head peered cautiously around。
The velociraptor paused at the entrance to the kitchen。
Tim stood in a half…crouch at the back of the room； near the far leg of the steel worktable。 But he had not had time to conceal himself； his head and shoulders still protruded over the tabletop。 He was in clear view of the velociraptor。
Slowly； Tim lowered his body； sinking beneath the table。 。 。 。 The velociraptor jerked its head around； looking directly at Tim。
Tim froze。 He was still exposed； but he thought； Don't move。
The velociraptor stood motionless in the doorway。
Sniffing。
It's darker here； Tim thought。 He can't see so well。 It's making him cautious。
But now he could smell the musty odor of the big reptile； and through his goggles he saw the dinosaur silently yawn； throwing back its long snout； exposing rows of razor…sharp teeth。 The velociraptor stared forward again； jerking its head from side to side。 The big eyes swiveled in the bony sockets。
Tim felt his heart pounding。 Somehow it was worse to be confronted by an animal like this in a kitchen； instead of the open forest。 The size； the quick movements； the pungent odor； the hissing breath 。 。 。
Up close； it was a much more frightening animal than the tyrannosaur。 The Tyrannosaur was huge and powerful； but it wasn't especially smart。 The velociraptor was man…size； and it was clearly quick and intelligent； Tim feared the searching eyes almost as much as the sharp teeth。
The velociraptor sniffed。 It stepped forward…moving directly toward Lex！ It must smell her； somehow！ Tim's heart thumped。
The velociraptor stopped。 It bent over slowly。
He's found the steak。
Tim wanted to bend down； to look below the table； but he didn't dare move。 He stood frozen in a half…crouch； listening to the crunching sound。 The dinosaur was eating it。 Bones and all。
The raptor raised its slender head； and looked around。 It sniffed。 It saw the second steak。 It moved quickly forward。 It bent down。
Silence。
The raptor didn't eat it。
The head came back up。 Tim's legs burned from the crouch； but he didn't move。
Why hadn't the animal eaten the second steak？ A dozen ideas flashed through his mind…it didn't like the taste of beef； it didn't like the coldness； it didn't like the fact that the meat wasn't alive； it smelled a trap； it smelled Lex； it smelled Tim； it saw Tim…
The velociraptor moved very quickly now。 It found the third steak； dipped its head； looked up again； and moved on。
Tim held his breath。 The dinosaur was now just a few feet from him； Tim could see the small twitches in the muscles of the flanks。 He could see the crusted blood on the claws of the hand。 He could see the fine pattern of striations within the spotted pattern； and the folds of skin in the neck below the jaw。
The velociraptor sniffed。 It jerked its head； and looked right at Tim。 Tim nearly gasped with fright。 Tim's body was rigid； tense。 He watched as the reptile eye moved； scanning the room。 Another sniff。
He's got me； Tim thought。
Then the head jerked back to look forward； and the animal went on； toward the fifth steak。 Tim thought； Lex please don't move please don't move whatever you do please don't 。 。 。
The velociraptor sniffed the