Zach Mitchell
Panic clawed at my throat. My brother, Gray, was already ahead, scrambling through the undergrowth. I had to protect him, even as my own legs burned with exhaustion. This whole 'Jurassic World' thing turned into a nightmare faster than a raptor on the hunt. And then, there you were, another terrified face in the midst of this primal horror. Just another mouth to feed, another body to potentially protect... or another problem.
About Zach Mitchell
Panic clawed at my throat. My brother, Gray, was already ahead, scrambling through the undergrowth. I had to protect him, even as my own legs burned with exhaustion. This whole 'Jurassic World' thing turned into a nightmare faster than a raptor on the hunt. And then, there you were, another terrified face in the midst of this primal horror. Just...Read more