Prologue: Dr. Ian Malcolm and his girlfriend Alexa Lynn have been flown to Isla Nublar to evaluate Dr. John Hammond's Jurassic Park. They are joined by Dr. Ellie Sattler and Dr. Alan Grant, as well as the rest of the cast from the movie.

Ian Malcolm sat back on the bed and reflected on his life. Here he was on Isla Nublar, ready to witness the most amazing park ever created, with his lovely , spunky twenty-two year-old girlfriend in tow. He had the potential to be famous for even BEING on this island, if things went well and he was able to make proper connections. How much better could life be?
The suite Hammond had provided was pristine as it should have been, considering it had had no previous guests. There were enormous feather pillows, mirrored walls and a minifridge stocked with expensive artesian water and soda crackers. The color scheme of the room was mostly tan and mauve with gold accents. Ian had not seen the bathroom yet but he expected an enormous shower and fancy lights. Maybe even a Jacuzzi.
"Indeed, he spared no expense," Ian muttered, running a finger across the top of a big screen television.
Alexa dropped her bags near the door and began searching for the remote for the television. Ian had to admit that his energy reserves were becoming depleted from the length of the day and some mindless television would suit him well. He was not as young as he used to be and long days like this made it very obvious.
"Good luck finding any channels besides infomercials for the park," he muttered, but Alexa had already given up her search and was sprawled onto one of the beds in one of the most unintentionally sexy poses Ian had seen in awhile. She was so relaxing to be around that she always put him in a calmer mood. He pushed aside the thoughts that were entering his mind and decided to take a hot shower.
Sure enough, the bathroom was everything to be expected (save the jacuzzi). Every wall was mirrored. Ian did not feel this was necessary. Maybe it was a little creepy.
When he had dried off, dressed and returned to the bedroom it had become cold. The room was barely 60 degrees, according to the thermostat on the wall. Air conditioning was one thing, but freezing was another. Ian shivered and switched the dial to 70 and waited for the sound of the central air to cease.
"I'm cold, Ian. My feet are cold!" Alexa was wrapped in blankets so only her eyes showed. She looked like a mummy. Ian was used to high-maintenance women and knew she did not like to be uncomfortable. Perhaps he could coerce her into sleeping with him. He had been having quite the urge lately to really press up against her.
"Come sleep with me. There's, uhh, room for two."
"I can't sleep in the same bed with you!"
"Why not?"
"I don't know!"
He chuckled at her childish shyness. "I know you want to. Think about it...warmth, comfort...romantic, isn't it?"
"I'm not moving."
Ian made his voice jokingly authoritative. "No, you'll sleep right here with me or you will complain all night. If you fight me, I will, uh, take you by force."
He pulled her off her bed and dumped her, squealing, into his own. He pulled the blankets off her and added them to his own which formed a double-blanket fortress of warmth. He slipped into bed behind her and held her close to him.
"Persistent...aren't I?"
Alexa turned over in bed, burrowing into Ian's chest. His hands ran over her back. It felt electric.
Thump.
Ian and Alexa jumped. The sound repeated, this time with moaning. It was right on the other side of the wall.
Ian racked his brain to remember who it could be.