After a short while, the man began to hear unnecessarily frantic banging on the door, as well as the muffled voice of a man shouting. Slowly, with a sigh as one who has become supremely tired by sheer stupidity, he crossed the room, candlestick in hand. With a shifting of posture which showed slight discomfort, the one called Hermes opened the door rather uncordially. Without a word, he stepped through the door, indicated a square button on the doorframe marked [i]'Automatic Door'[/i], before rather frustratedly closing said door, returning the candle to the desk before the one at the door likely knew what had happened or had the time to notice the man.

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A short roar was all the Parasaurolophus heard before the flash of fangs sunk into its back leg. The dinosaur bellowed loudly as sharp claws slashed its tendons, causing it to fall in a crumpling heap as a whiskered snout dug into its exposed neck, spilling still more blood as the crimson ichor oozed from the injured leg.