Ryan saw shining intestines coiled over Gerald’s gut and his eyes shot open. Nobody moved. “What are you waiting for?!” Eli hissed. “Roast that fucking turkey!” “Not yet,” Ryan said. The utahraptor’s curved toe claw was poised over Gerald’s throat. “If we shoot it, it’s going to kill Gerald. Wait until it turns its back.”
Dude, Gerald did so beyond saving! Just put him out of his misery
