"It's okay!" Alex shouted hastily above the roar of the wind. "We're going to get out. Just think about... think about donuts! Yeah..."

The pterodactyl's claws closed tighter around him, temporarily choking off his air supply. The winged reptile soared higher and higher. In the distance, the sea, a blanket of azure against bleak cliffs, edged into sight.

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Chris had already stepped into the river and the water had reached his waist when he heard Nessa's cry from the distance. "Why don't you give me a hand then instead of sitting over there?!" he yelled in anger. Suddenly he gasped as he saw a shadow glide over the water and grasped for a rock on the riverbank for more grip as he saw the pterodactyl lift Mark and Alex.
He shouted their names over again as the monster took them higher and higher.. and finally out of sight.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

"That's why!" replied Nessa angrily, hobbling to the riverbank. "Do you honestly think you're going to save them from a pterodactyl and two plesiosaurs? Males! I ask you!"

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"Well at least I tried.. instead of.. of doing nothing!" Chris' voice started to tremble all of the sudden and with difficulty he crawled back on the sandy bank out of the cold water. He glanced at the sky,then gazed at Nessa and put on his shirt again.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Nessa regarded him for a minute. "Yeah, I guess so," she admitted unhappily. "What do we do now?"

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"Good question.." Chris answered frustrated while he fumbled with his soaked shoes. "Perhaps we should find out what kind of monster-spider poisenend Jimmy because I don't feel like carrying him all the way through this jungle. Perhaps we could follow the monster-bird that took Mark and Alex if they aren't eaten yet. We could also find a way to get out of this pre-historic mess.."
With these last words Chris grimaced of frustration. Then he breathed in and out deeply and bit his lip.
"Sorry.." he said turning to Nessa, his face quite emotionless "I just needed to let that out.."

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

"It's okay," replied Nessa absently. "I just don't know what to do for Jimmy, I've never seen that kind of paralysis before, ever. And if we're going to do any rescuing I have to find some way to get my ankle bandaged up."

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Chris turned to Jimmy, his face betraying no smile : "I wasn't trying to be funny..On the contrary, I'm deadly serious. You need to tell Nessa everything. How you're feeling, where the spider stung you, so she'll maybe get to know what poisoned. We'll find you some herbs, let you it as lettuce and then we can organise our little hike for the pre-historic monster. "

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Alex had only to glance once at the foam-crested braekers crashing beneath them to know that they were in serious trouble. And if the birdie dropped them...? How long a fall would it be before he crashed into the relentless rocks below...?

"If I throw a spoon at you, will you shut up?" he shouted over the wind at Mark.

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