You decide to listen to the doctor and stay clear of the Yutyrannus. As you head back toward the brachiosaurus herd, the blue light to the north suddenly flashes one more time and then goes out. Somehow, you know you’ll never make it home. Almost as if to confirm this, your ECT slips to the ground as is crushed by one of the hind feet of your brachiosaurus. You decide to live among the brachiosaurus herd for the rest of your days…