Golden Eyes Awakening
What emerged from the completely cracked shell was not a bird chick. It was not a baby bird, but a creature with long, protruding jaws, an intricate row of sharp teeth, and golden eyes wide open, as if threatening its surroundings. When the creature slowly raised its head, everyone present gasped. There it was, the king of the swamp, a juvenile alligator. But Miller recognized it instantly. It was not an alligator native to the area, but an extremely ferocious alien species that did not originally exist on this continent.
