Scooby-Doo! Legend Of The Phantosaur Page #3

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Winsor. Massospondylus.

- Carinatus?

- Possibly harriesi.

Rock on.

Shaggy, Scooby, I'd like to thank you for

a significant contribution to paleontology.

The study of pale things?

No.

Oh.

Hmm.

Like, sitting in hot tubs, eating barbecue

and helping science?

This is the greatest trip ever.

And it's 1 O0 percent non-scary.

I don't even remember

what it's like to be... Scared!

Now I remember.

Ghost dinosaur!

Interesting.

It somewhat resembles

an Appalachiosaurus...

only glowing and not extinct.

Come on.

Faster. Faster.

No reptiles mess with my friends.

Phew.

Huh?

- What's the matter with Shaggy?

- He's broken.

I think it's gone.

Well, gang, it looks like

we have a mystery on our hands.

In that case,

can we scrape that paint off the van?

I'm getting sick of riding around

in the Mustard Machine.

Huh?

I think he's coming out of it.

I told you the aromatherapy would work.

Here, let me try a little juniper.

Hmm.

Scooby, don't you think of anything

other than food?

Ooh. Meat-berry medley.

Like, what happened?

I'm sorry I doubted you.

Aw, that's okay.

It's all right, Shabby.

You're in a safe place.

It would seem that you have all experienced

a visitation by the Phantosaur.

The Phantosaur?

Long ago, La Serena was home to

Native Americans known as the Tolkepaya.

According to local legend...

when the Europeans first began to come into

this area looking for gold and silver...

they encountered

the Tolkepaya Indians.

The Tolkepaya were hunter-gatherers

and farmers...

living off the bounty of the land...

and as such, were no match

for the weapons of the invaders.

The lndians were forced to retreat...

into the natural cave system

below La Serena...

where a Tolkepaya shaman came up with

a plan to protect his people's village.

He would call forth the most powerful

animal spirit of the land...

to fight the invaders.

They say he was expecting a mountain lion,

or possibly a bear.

Instead, he got something

much more ancient:

The Phantosaur.

But the beast was too powerful

to be controlled...

and drove out the very people

he had been summoned to protect.

They say it still roams the land,

thirsting for human blood.

Anyway, that's the story.

It's in this book.

"Preposterous Legends

of the American Southwest."

There's a chapter on the Three-Headed

Sky Trout of Santa Fe in here too.

Come on, Shaggy. Snap out of it.

Stanky, I promise you, you have no reason

to be afraid of this Phantosaur.

- Really?

- Really. Ha.

You should be much more afraid

of the millions of rat snakes...

that live in the caves and mine tunnels.

- You're making it worse, Mr. Hubley.

- Don't panic.

I think I have just the thing

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