Once, a long time ago, a tiny meteorite fell through the sky and hit Duck-billed Platypus with a BONK on her head. “Oh, no!” cried Duck-billed Platypus. “The sky is falling down! QUICK! EVERYBODY HIDE!”

But everybody else didn’t want to hide. Not Brontosaurus or Stegosaurus or Spinosaurus or Torosaurus or even Anklyosaurus. Instead, they all decided to RUN!

And yet, the sky kept falling down. It was a calamity! A catastrophe! It was surely the end of the world!

There was only one thing for it . . . Duck-pilled Platypus would have to leave the dinosaurs and find somewhere to hide on her own . . .