The small lizard in Michael's clothing soon let go a ear piercing screech of it's own, enough to jar most everyone there.
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The minute the beast heard the screech it sprinted quickly, murder in it's eyes. The mother growled, quickly approaching the group but still some ways away, and let go a howl of rage. It's large lizard tail swept side to side as it crawled but it was larger than any lizard alive today, maternal instincts not known by reptiles kicking in.

If Matt looked back the door would already be gone. Another trapped soul that was not supposed to be. Oh well. Curious bastard deserves his fate, whatever that may be.