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Mongolian Spectre, Part IVIt was a colossal effort for Wilson, who was weakened severely in both body and mind since the prime of his career, but as the sun descended slowly from its zenith he removed the boulders from around the central pit, watching as one side of its burlap cover collapsed under the mass of sand it had accumulated over the last three years. The hum, which continued its dreary chant undisturbed by the commotion, seemed to have emanated from within. Wilson examined the shaft: about six meters in diameter, it reached down into a naturally-formed cave within the upper Cretaceous stratum - a fact that saved the team a great deal of work. At the floor of the cavern, about fourteen meters beneath his feet, stood a large cargo lift connected to one side of the shaft by a powerful rail; this, he knew, was what they used to hoist the massive Tarbosaurus out of the earth- though he cared little for this testimony of the crew's resourcefulness and the enormous risks they took before meeting their
Mongolian Spectre, Part IIIFor three weeks, Wilson traversed the desert searching for the dig site; first by vehicle, accompanied by a local tour guide. Then, when the money ran out, by foot. This journey was an uneasy one; it took him several days and half the water supply to realize that it was safer to bury himself head-deep in sand during the day and travel only at night. Night, however, was when less-than-pleasant creatures of the desert came out.
It was not until his last canteen was already long gone that the few still standing tents of the camp site were seen in the horizon, barely discernible from the surrounding dunes in the faint light of dawn; but by the time the weary, malnourished, middle-aged man reached the site, it was already past noon.
The camp consisted of a large central dig spot, covered by a massive sheet of burlap that was fastened to the ground with heavy rocks for protection from the elements- desert winds and rain were notoriously harmful to fossils. That spot was surrounded by several
Mongolian Spectre, Part IIWhen Wilson approached the abandoned encampment, knee-deep in sand, his clothes stiff from dried sweat, it was the first time in years he had felt anything remotely similar to a sense of relief. Happiness or content, on the other hand, were things whose likeness he had forgotten long before.
Once an esteemed professor of paleontology at the University of Chelonia, Wilson was at the utmost top of his field; for nearly two decades, his name was stamped on every major discovery, book or academic paper relating to the anatomy of dinosaurs. During these defining years, it was his research that almost single-handedly debunked the consensus, formed in the late nineteenth century, of the dinosaur as a sluggish, dim-witted, elephantine lizard stuck in swamps- replacing it with a new image of a dynamic, diverse and successful lineage that eventually gave rise to the avian. He clambered up to the rank of chair of his department, won numerous awards and had his work inspire countless depictions of
Mongolian Spectre, Part IHe woke up. The stench of sulfur and the pain of his cramping muscles struck him at once as he returned into reality. Weary, he looked around. The cave that was his home now provided shelter to three other males of his kind. He wasn't fond of this- there was little room for him alone, let alone all of them- but for now, he was just glad they didn't kick him out. His eyes passed over the cavern's gaping maw, watching over the wasteland outside, and on to an inner chamber. The food reserves, which he was wise enough to store there after making a large kill, were now depleted by his ravenous guests.
How did it come to this?
Once, he dimly remembered, there was life. Then the Great Shadow came. It crept over the skies like a massive sandstorm, snuffing out the sun and the moon, leaving the earth at a perpetual state of twilight. Under its reign the sky rained fire. Entire forests withered and died. Earthquakes and volcanic eruptions became commonplace. Precious water turned to poison. Prey