Heat Wave 3: The Dinosaur Apocalypse Has Begun

"We're going to get to the bottom of this, all of it, believe me," the President was saying, gesturing as he spoke—his large frame swaying slightly—just like on TV. "And we're going to win it. It might take time … but we're going to win it. Believe me. We always win."

He paused for a moment as the lead Secret Service agent—Halverson was his name, Agent Halverson—handed him a cup of water. "For one, we've got something the animals don't have. Which is our incredible men and women of law enforcement." He gestured at the surviving State Trooper and then at the soldiers. "Not to mention our armed forces, some of whom are with us right now." Everyone clapped—albeit briefly. "It's hard. So hard. What has happened is so terrible. So many people have disappeared—while others have fallen victim to these—these animals. People are saying they're dinosaurs. I don't know. I think they're dinosaurs. And they're horrible, so horrible. They're eating people alive. I've seen this, and I've sort of witnessed it—in fact, in two cases I have actually witnessed it."