NOVEL NEXT Chapter 5: Tiny Earthquakes
After angering, or ejaculating on a literal god, what followed afterwards was unpredictable.
A flash of white light knocked out any ounce of consciousness Jimmy and Anna had. The flash was followed by complete darkness.
This darkness resembled death in the most accurate way possible. Or at least, the beginning of death, the beginning after the end.
There was nothing. No consciousness, no thoughts, just utter, soothing darkness.
However, this was not the end. After darkness came light. Blinding light.
Jimmy was jerked awake, and Anna followed after him. They woke up, but thankfully, they didn't return to their former bodies where they had crushed necks, and potentially cracked skulls as well. Even an angered god wouldn't be cruel enough to send them back to earth, just so they experience misery that was beyond the measurable pain scale. No.
Bright sunlight struck their face, and when it made it past their eyelids, they woke up as if they were shocked back to life. Horrible headaches followed after, which wasn't a surprise.
The two of them looked at each other, and naturally, neither of them recognized the other. They had woken up in foreign bodies, and somehow claimed them as their own.
Jimmy seemed similar to what he had looked back in his previous life. He was blonde, and had similar, though well toned facial features.
The main difference here was that he was six feet tall, and seemed athletic. The belly fat that made him recognizable in public before, was replaced by six-pack abs.
With that considered, he was difficult to recognize. Anna couldn't recognize him, at least, so they spent a minute or so staring each other down in suspicion.
At last, Jimmy broke the ice, and tried to communicate, "Anna, is that you?"
His voice sounded horrid, he hated his own voice for a second. He sounded like a caveman, through and through.
Anna wasn't any better, she grunted, "Yes, it's me. Hopefully, you're Jimmy."
"I am," He nodded.
After that exchange, he slowly but surely got distracted by Anna's new looks. She looked similar to her past self in this new body, except she had a few main distinctions.
As a start, she was a couple of inches taller, standing at 5'8. Other than that, her body was also toned, and quite alluring actually.
The main difference was that her hair had an odd color. They were purple, and short, barely above the shoulder. Well, they seemed purple in the sunlight, and brownish in the shade. This was interesting to say the least.
However, the main thing he focused on was her breasts. They were a bit bigger here in her new body, except they were supported by muscle, which made them look more firm, and created the illusion that they were bigger than they actually were.
The animal fur she wore to cover them was barely an obstacle. Jimmy could vividly imagine every inch of her breasts, and it got him excited.
'Beauty boobies,' He thought. 'Yummy, world saving boobies… mmmm.'
This thought process was expected from him. Not only did he like Anna, he also had a weird obsession with breasts, an obsession that stretched over a decade. He could appreciate all sizes, from big to small, he loved them all.
"What happened?" She asked, breaking the focus he had on her breasts. "Am I remembering things right? We died, talked to somebody, and now we're… alive?"
"Looks like it," He nodded.
Jimmy tried to act calm, but in reality he was freaking out. He had no idea what was going on. He was stunned, and her breasts were a short distraction.
Then, he added, "We talked to a god if I remember it right. I pissed him off."
"You… came on him." She held her head, irritated. "You also came on that guy at the museum, and now we're at god knows where! Your penis is more problematic than I could've ever imagined."
"Hey, this isn't entirely my fault." He said, and tried to defend himself. "You grabbed my ass, and got me going. My dick has been acting up for a while, but let's be honest, who could've predicted that it would get us in this much trouble? Even schizophrenics couldn't come up with a story like this."
The two of them bickered for a little bit longer, but their bickering was stunted, and put to an end by what felt like a series of small earthquakes.
At first they didn't know what was going on, but then, a shadow that they confused with the night, or worse, death, encumbered them. It took them a couple of seconds to be convinced that they didn't die again.
The tiny earthquakes continued every four seconds or so, and at some point, they saw a huge, lizard tail above them. The tail passed a few meters above their head, and eventually disappeared, with the 'earthquakes' slowly fading away after the tail floated above them.
"Was that…" He tried to string a question together.
"A Brachiosaurus! I think that Brachiosaurus display killed us, back at the museum. How ironic!" She exclaimed. "Haha! It looks ironic, but other than that, you gotta tell me, are we in heaven?!"
"Unlikely," He shook his head. "Irony aside, you could tell what species it was by just looking at its tail?"
"It's an unmistakable tail. Only a few dinosaurs grew up to be that big." She answered, and then concluded. "If I'm not mistaken, we're either in heaven, hell, or the Jurassic Era. I'm hoping it's the latter."
"Looks like it," He nodded, and then pointed at something. "One problem, though. We're in a large canal of sorts, supported by steel beams."
These beams messed with their perceptions at a great scale. Not only had they woken up as humans in one of the eras of dinosaurs, but they also figured out that some species were smart enough to invent, and use steel beams. Nothing made sense, or at least, every shred of human science didn't support it. Dinosaurs and humans didn't co-exist, they weren't supposed to.
The two of them woke up close to a couple of spears, which likely belonged to the former bodies that their souls had invaded. Judging from the condition of these stone spears, it was unlikely that humans invented, and put these steel beams to use, because if they were that clever in this era, they would've invented guns already.
Whatever the case might be, these beams saved their lives today. That Brachiosaurus would've crushed them to death otherwise.
Anyway, while they tried to make sense of their surroundings, they heard a horrible collection of screeching, bird-like sounds.
Seconds later, four small dinosaurs poked their heads in the opening of the ditch, six feet above them. They appeared to be two-to-three feet tall each, and judging from the footsteps, more were coming!
"Compies!" Anna exclaimed.
In desperation, he asked, "What?"
"Compsognathus Longipes," She repeated. "Grab your spear. They hunt in flocks."