Littlefoot was running. Running through harsh and forbidding rocky terrain, chased by a sharptooth. But this was unlike any sharptooth he had seen; black as midnight with two weird projections from its arms and its eyes burning with an otherworldly white glow.
Just as Littlefoot turned a corner, he found himself faced with a dead end and the demonic sharptooth approaching.
“AGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” he shouted, waking himself up. He looked around, he was in his nest and it was still dark with the Night Circle high up, bathing the Great Valley in a cool white light.
As Littlefoot went back to sleep, he somehow missed a shadowy figure scurrying along the top of the Great Rock Wall or the twin streaks of blue light passing overhead.
On a tropical island out on the Big Water, far from the Great Valley a young sharptooth woke up with a start from the same terrifying dream. He turned his gaze towards the Great Valley and saw an aquatic longneck named Elsie also looking in the same direction.
When Littlefoot awoke for the second time, he saw Petrie standing in front of him.
“What?” he said, groggily.
“ Littlefoot, wake up!!” Petrie said.
“What’s so important?” Littlefoot said, getting up.
“Me no know. But Cera say grownups by Two Boulder Pass.”
Littlefoot hurried to Two Boulder Pass and managed to squeeze through the adults to get a look at what was so fascinating.
“It can’t be.” Littlefoot said, astonished at the sight.
“It real.” Petrie said, with equal astonishment.
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