Isla Sorna- 87 Miles Southwest of Isla Nublar
The mountains of Isla Sorna were covered in thick clouds. The waves rolled onto the beaches as they have done for millenia.
A yacht was anchored offshore some distance away. A British family decided to go on a cruise in Central America in their private yacht. They found an uninhabited island that felt like the perfect getaway.
Several sailors set up a table and umbrella and prepared food for the family, made up of Paul, Deirdre, and Cathy Bowman.
A sailor named Bernard poured champagne into a glass.
"Fabulous! Thank you, Geoffery." Deirdre said to another sailor.
"You're welcome." Geoffery said.
"We'll also take a bottle of red, as well. Thank you." Deirdre noted to Bernard."
"Certainly." Bernard said.
Geoffrey handed the glass of champagne to Paul who was busy reading a newspaper.
"Thank you, Bernard." Paul said, taking the glass.
"Your welcome." Bernard said.
Geoffrey offered Cathy a platter of a few small sandwiches prepared for her.
"Thank you." Cathy said, taking one as she started walking down the beach.
"Beautiful day." Deirdre said. "Sweetie, where are you going?"
"Eating my sandwich." Cathy said.
"You'll ruin your appetite, darling. We are having prawn, your favorite." Her mother said.
"I don't like prawns!" Cathy objected.
"Now, darling, don't wander off." Her mother warned.
"For God's sake, leave her alone, Deirdre." Paul said.
"Sweetheart, we'll play with your ball." Deirdre said, following Cathy.
"Mother, don't be so annoying." Cathy said. She continued walking down the beach.
Deirdre walked back to her husband.
"Darling, what about snakes?"
"There aren't any snakes on the beach." Paul assured her. "Just let her enjoy herself for once." Paul was a wealthy banker in York. Unlike most fathers, Paul knew when he was being too constricting with his daughter. In fact, he was very close to her. Deidre, on the other hand, was constantly checking on Cathy, and also starting small arguments over little things. Unlike other wealthy children, Cathy was naturally generous and kind to everyone, even to the poor families. Paul loved that she was going against the "normalities" of wealthy society. When he scheduled it, Paul thought the vacation would allow the family some time to be away from home, and allow each of them their own leisure.
Deirdre went to a small table where a small bottle of white wine had not been opened yet. "Edward!" Deirdre called.
"Yes, ma'm." Edward responded.
Humming, Cathy continued walking down the beach. When she came upon a small surrounding of jungle pants and ferns, she decided to explore the area.
There was chittering in the bushes. The bushes rustled and suddenly a small creature leaped out, squawking.
Cathy looked at it. The creature was a small greenish animal. It was standing on two legs, and had two small arms with two clawed fingers on each hand. It was roughly a foot high.
"Well, hello there." Cathy said. She crouched to get a better look at the animal. "What are you? Some sort of bird or something?"
The animal jumped towards here again, chittering.
Pulling a piece of meat from her sandwich, Cathy said, "Are you hungry? Here, take a bite. It's roast beef. It's good. Come on. I won't hurt you."
The animal snatched the meat from her with its jaws and promptly ate it.
"Mummy! Daddy! You've got to come see this! I found something!" Cathy yelled.
When Cathy turned around, she got nervous. There were more of the creatures. They were growling and chirping. Some were jumping at her.
As the sailors laid food on the table, Deirdre yelled, "Cathy, darling, lunch is ready!"
Cathy slowly stepped backwards, but the animals followed her. She held the sandwich up in the air.
"Are you looking at this?" Cathy said. "I'm afraid there isn't enough to go around."
She shrieked when one of the animals jumped at her. She threw the sandwich onto the ground. Some of the animals immediately turned to it. The others continued after Cathy. She started screaming.
Hearing the screams, Paul put down his newspaper. The screaming also got the attention of Deirdre and the sailors.
"Paul?" Deirdre said. Paul yelled, "Cathy!"
Paul ran. Everyone else followed.
"Will you hurry up, please? Hurry up." Deirdre said.
"Cathy! You leave her alone!" Paul yelled. She was still screaming.
When Deidre saw her daughter, she let out a bloodcurdling scream.