Finally, breathless and exhausted, you are
standing in the great hall of the Omicron Masters
with Jonathan and Ffloyd. Hanging on the walls all
around are hunting trophies. You recognize some
of the heads- like the saber-toothed tigers. But
some you've never seen before. Could the one
over the great mantel of the fireplace really be the
head of a Tyrannosaurs rex?

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