A Survivor's Guide to the Dinosaur Apocalypse, Episode Two: "Howl" A Survivor's Guide to the Dinosaur Apocalypse, #2【電子書籍】[ Wayne Kyle Spitzer ]

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＜p＞Scenes and Interludes ... from an Improbable End | A new series in the ＜em＞Flashback/Dinosaur Apocalypse＜/em＞ Universe＜/p＞＜p＞I looked to see Nigel and Ewan entering the shop from the left, the latter seeming like an utterly new manーhis hair no longer mussed; his clothes no longer a catastrophic mess.＜/p＞＜p＞"Apologies, apologies, a thousand apologies," he said, before pausing to admire ＜em＞Gargantua＜/em＞. "But a maiden voyage such as this requires a fresh change of clothes." He looked on a moment longer and then dropped to one kneeーbegan ruffling through his over-packed bags. "Ah, yes, here it is. It'sーI opened it with Nigel." He withdrew a corked bottleーwhich glinted darkly in the light from a high window. "Voila! One of eight bottles of Dom Perignon Rose champagne, Vintage 1959, served in Persepolis in 1971 by the then-Shaw of Iran."＜/p＞＜p＞He looked at us with a face flushed with excitement, and we looked back.＜/p＞＜p＞"Toーto celebrate the 2500th anniversary of the founding of the Persian Empire ... by Cyrus the Great." Disappointment stole over his face like a shadow. "It'sーit's to break over the bow, as it were. To christen Gargantua." Nobody said anything. "Yeahーwell. Waste of liquor, anyway. Especially when I've got so much celebrating to do. I'll, ahーI'll just get the door. Over there."＜/p＞＜p＞He moved up the ramp toward the garage door.＜/p＞＜p＞That's when I thought of Lazaro's admonition, I don't know why: ＜em＞You heard Romanーcarnotauruses, heading this way.＜/em＞＜/p＞＜p＞"Wait, Ewan," I said.＜/p＞＜p＞But he was already there, triggering the great door with his fist, turning to look at us as it rattled upward, pulling the cork from the champagne. "Life is for the living," he said, and toasted us with the bottle. "And this stuff …" He poured champagne into his mouth and down the sides, soaking his clean, white shirt, splattering the floor with foam. "This is for howlー"＜/p＞＜p＞But then the door was open and they were there, the carnotauruses, and one closed its jaws about his scalp while another laid wide his abdomen (and another took up his legs) so that, howling, he was opened like a pizza being groped by eager hands. And then they themselves howled and piled over his body, and all we could do was to runーeveryone save Nigel, who had his trimmer, which he started with a sputterーbecause our weapons were already in the rover.＜/p＞画面が切り替わりますので、しばらくお待ち下さい。 ※ご購入は、楽天kobo商品ページからお願いします。※切り替わらない場合は、こちらをクリックして下さい。 ※このページからは注文できません。

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