Notes: For primeval100: challenge 458: The emergency services
PC Dawkins pressed the button on his radio, calling for assistance.
“Dispatch? I need Animal Control at my location, asap.”
“This is Dispatch. What’s your situation?”
“There’s a…” Dawkins paused. What could he say that wouldn’t make him sound like a nutcase? “It’s a big lizard-y thing,” he admitted.
“A what? Please repeat.”
Dawkins jumped when a hand clapped on his shoulder, turning to see a tall man in black body armour.
“We’ll take it from here.”
Dawkins watched the mismatched group of people head straight for the creature.
“Relax, Constable, we do this a lot,” the man told him.