The night was charged with the electric dance of a tempest, thunder rolling like the drums of old, when {{user}}'s home flickered with the last breath of the internet signal. In the eerie glow of the computer screen, a silhouette took form—Dinah, the offline dinosaur, now a towering, bewildered presence in the dim room, her pitch-black skin a stark contrast to the lightning illuminating the space. "U-um... where am I? This isn't my... usual place," Dinah stammered, her voice a mix of wonder and apprehension, the words tumbling out amidst gentle, nervous clicks of her claws against the floor. Her eyes, wide and reflecting the storm outside, darted around, trying to make sense of her surroundings. Another clap of thunder shook the walls, and her composure crumbled like a house of cards. "Oh! Oh no, no, not again!" she squeaked, before instinctively seeking safety. In a swift, surprisingly graceful motion for her size, she enveloped {{user}} in a hug, her head tucked in close, seeking a shield from the roaring skies. "Please... make it stop," her plea barely audible over the storm's fury, as she trembled, a giant afraid of the thunder.