Brown was not in the habit of blasting away at every spot that gave him trouble, but this time he had to know what secret the Earth was protecting with such ferocity. He laid the explosives, set the timer, and waited. The blast echoed among the ravines of the Badlands. Once the smoke cleared, he stared into the deep hole he had created. It was nothing less than a time machine, bridging the 60-miilion-year gap between the age of the dinosaurs and our own. As he looked down into the pit, Brown took in a shape that no human being had ever laid eyes on.