>dad always loved biking
>decided to take me when i was 12
>i was very excited
>everything was going great
>he taught me everything i need to know
>the second time we went he seemed different
>he seemed distant from me, as if he was trying to get somewhere
>I tried to ignore it and carried on riding, trying to pretend he wasn't being weird
>suddenly he sped up, i couldn't see where he was going
>i rode around scared for a long time before i eventually saw it
>he was on the floor surrounded by people
>they looked different to the locals
>then it happened...
>they suddenly stood up
>there was a shack nearby
>open the door
>got on the floor
>everybody walk the dinosaur