Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday (SFFSat) is a place where a bunch of us post snippets from our written works and also shoot the breeze a little. And before I get ahead of myself, thanks and appreciation as always to those who stop by and leave fantastic comments.
A little preamble for those who don't know: Two characters on an old 'ship' (undecided if to make it a space ship or a ship-ship) that looked like it originated from the 1960s. One sees a 'dinosaur', almost poops his pants, then both characters make a run for it...
You can catch the previous ones:
Part 1: here.
Part 2: here.
Part 3: here.
And now for this week...after diving for cover, our heroine has but a brief moment to survey the threat...
Why was I spewing out grade school science stuff?
It reared back its head, as if to chomp down on us. It inhaled instead, its mouth cracked open wider and sucked in a phlegmy rasp.
So many teeth!
“We should…we should run. Now!” I jabbed my elbow into Mason, scuttling backwards with my eyes riveted to the creature.
It brought its head down and on an ear-shattering roar, a blast of fire spewed from its mouth.