The Meister of Decimen City

by Brenna Raney

“You want the city to release the horde of dinosaurs back to the mad scientist who set them loose on Main Street?” “This didn’t happen because I’m mad,” Rex protested, pointing at the assistant. “It happened because my lab techs are incompetent.” “A horde of dinosaurs,” the assistant sneered. “I really didn’t think I’d made so many.”

There was nothing cute about vulnerability. Panic attacks were gross to witness and humiliating to experience. Like the physical pain wasn’t enough.