Deep underground, the dead dinosaurs dreamed dark oily dreams. Suddenly they found themselves pumped to the surface and burned. Their pale ghosts rose into the sky, and there they milled about, apatosaurs and allosaurs and archaeopteryxes, looking down on a world capped with ice. Dismayed, they set about making things properly warm and palm-treed again.
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