So there I was...less than 20 feet from the ladder. I was limping. There was a slight smell of pickle relish in the air. There's a raptor right behind me. I'm limping as fast as I can. I'm now less than 10 feet from the ladder. I'm home free. Bodies everywhere. I trample over them. Now I'm just one limp away from the ladder. And that's when a second raptor came from the side and killed me...Dear magnussen81....**** you. Sincerely, The Regretful One