You are in the forests of China, Asia, 160 million years ago.

The air in the valley is thick, smelling of sulfur and damp ferns. It is quiet. Too quiet. You are moving cautiously along the edge of a dense, coniferous forest, your hand gripping a data pad. The wet season has made the foliage lush, but today, it offers little comfort. The ferns are higher than your head.

You freeze. Thirty feet ahead, standing nearly ten feet tall, is a Sinraptor.

Its body is lean and muscular, covered in a mottled pattern of dark green and muted reds that breaks up its outline perfectly within the dappled sunlight. But it’s the head that stops your heart—a long, narrow skull boasting a distinctive, gently curving bony nasal ridge over its eyes, giving it a permanently menacing glare.

But… has it seen you?