Isla Sorna- 207 Miles West of Costa Rica, Status: RESTRICTED
A man in a speedboat looked through a pair of binoculars as a U.S. Navy Curtiss O-52 Owl plane flew in the sky. The man told his driver to go ahead and get near the island. There was another man, and a boy in the boat as well. They had paid to water ski near Isla Sorna.
The man, named Enrique, readied his clients. "Here you go, my friend."
"Make sure you get as close as you can!" The client said. "I'll give you something extra if you make it an extra good trip!"
Enrique chuckled. "I'm gonna get you close, my friend, but not too close, eh. You don't want to be eaten."
The client chuckled.
"You ready, amigo?" Enrique asked.
"Ready!" Both the man and boy said.
"One, two, three!" The man said.
The boat sped off, and the two clients hung onto the ropes, skiing across the ocean.
"Scared?" The man yelled.
"Uh-uh," The boy said. "This is great! See anything yet?"
"No, not yet!" The man said.
Suddenly, the boat began to enter thick fog. Enrique told his driver to be careful and slow down until they left the fog.
Suddenly the ropes jerked, nearly toppling the man and boy into the ocean.
"Woah!" The man said.
"What was that?" The boy asked.
"I don't know." The man responded.
The ropes jerked again and the boy and man toppled into the water. They were suddenly dragged through the ocean.
Finally, they exited the fog to find the boat bloodied and damaged, heading straight for rocks.
The boy and man let go of the ropes and watched as the boat crashed into the rocks.
The boy and man removed their water skis and began swimming for the island.
The boy turned and saw an enormous fin speeding through the water. The man screamed as a large head, shaped like a crocodile's, snatched the man from the water and dove into the ocean.
The boy quickly swam for the island as fast as he could.
Reaching the beach, the boy ran into the jungle.