The last dinosaur hesitated, his claw hovering just above the strange markings. The symbols shimmered faintly, as if reacting to his presence. With a slow, deliberate motion, he pressed one talon against the cool metal surface.

A sudden vibration surged through his body, and his vision blurred. Images flashed before his eyes—towering cities of glass and steel, creatures unlike any he had ever seen, and a sky filled with swirling lights. The visions came too fast to comprehend, but one thing was clear: this object was not from his time. It was from a future that should not exist.

As quickly as it began, the connection shattered. The dinosaur stumbled back, his breath ragged. The metal structure now pulsed with a faint blue glow, and a low, rhythmic humming filled the air. The ground beneath him trembled slightly, as if waking from a long slumber.

From the depths of the structure, a panel slid open, revealing a dark interior. A gust of stale air rushed out, carrying the scent of something ancient yet new. The last dinosaur's instincts screamed at him to flee, but curiosity rooted him in place. Whatever lay inside, it was meant for him to find.