Breathing as steadily as he could with fingers pinched on his nose, Ray stayed huddled until he heard the unholy squeaks of bed springs straining.

And it had just gotten a whole lot weirder.

Peeking above his arms, he spotted a twitching tail, looking as agitated as he was. He had just enough brain power to believe that he was still alive, but there was nothing left to compute the utter insanity that was the dinosaur going back to bed.

"Hey!" He griped before he could stop himself, but he snapped his mouth shut straight after. That was it, that was the extent of his mauling? Was he not good enough to eat?