Return to Jurassic Park
Isla Temer:
Isla (Island)
Temer (Fear)
Isla Temer (Island of fear)
I
Isla Temer
Joe Cahanna wiped his brow as he pounded a giant nail into the ground. He couldn't stand it anymore. The sun was hot, his giant hammer was heavy, the ground too hard to pound a nail in, and an employer who gave orders while sitting near a tree in the shade. Joe looked at all the other workers, who were also tired, searching for his friend, Guedo Marschali. He finally found the man slaving over a nail he was trying to pound into the ground.
"Guedo!" Joe shouted out. Guedo looked around until he saw Joe, who was waving his hands in the air for Guedo's attention.
"What?" Guedo shouted back. He got up and walked over to where Joe was crouching.
"Guedo, I'm gonna take a breather, all right?"
"Yeah…"
"Tell our employer that if he asks a'ight?"
"All right…" Joe got up and left Guedo. He went past the gate that they were currently building and entered the foliage in the surroundings. Joe looked around the forest he just entered, it had a thick feel to it and smelled musty. His boots sunk slightly into the moist earth beneath his feet with a small squishing noise. That noise was made for every step Joe took as he was walking to a nearby tree to sit down and rest. Joe had absolutely no idea that he was being watched…
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Guedo looked around the grounds for Joe. It had been nearly five minutes and the man was nowhere to be found. Damn it, Joe. You better freaking hurry back. Guedo whispered in his head. Guedo stood up and looking around again for Joe. Then, sighing, Guedo decided to go to where Joe entered the forest. He stepped into the lush environment with caution, remembering the rumors of the creatures that inhabited these islands
"Joe!" Guedo quietly shouted, "Joe! Where are you?" Guedo tried to listen to see if he could hear a response. None. Guedo turned around and that was the last thing he would ever do.
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Joe zipped up his zipper on his pants. He felt relieved for he was able to pee all his worries away in the shade of the forest. That was a long pee. Guedo thought. He looked around himself. Now which way did I come? He looked for the tree he had marked with a rock. Ah! Joe walked past the tree and back out to where he began. All was going well until he saw two big tails waving behind a bush. Joe sidled past a tree until he could get a better look. What is it? Oh My GOD! Is that Guedo? They're eating him, they… They are looking right at…
San Diego
"We invite to the chair Doctor Alan Grant!" There came a large cheer from the crowd formed outside in the middle of a street. Alan Grant stood up and moved to where the mike was placed. "Doctor Grant, I think you probably know why you are here, right?" Asked a reporter in the crowd.
"Let me guess, does it involve dinosaurs?" Grant answered.
"Ha, yes it does." Responded Doctor Gene Gordo.
"Listen. Jurassic Park was a nightmare, I have said that a hundred times and I will keep saying that."
"What is your favorite dinosaur?" Shouted a reporter.
"I dislike all dinosaurs now."
"Well, what dinosaur was your favorite before you went to Jurassic Park?" Gordo asked.
"Probably Velociraptor." Grant responded.
"And why is that?" Gordo questioned.
"Because, Velociraptor was, is, cunning, fast, powerful, and they worked together like one in their group formations, cutting up innocent dinosaurs and, more recently, humans too."
"Doctor Grant, what have you to say about the fact that they have killed all of the dinosaurs on Isla Nublar and Isla Sorna?" Another Reporter asked.
"It was probably the best decision that InGen could have possibly made…"
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"Damn those idiots at Biosyn!" Roared John Hammond in his office at the InGen facility.
"Mr. Hammond, please calm down." Whispered Hammonds right hand man, Ferro.
"Ferro, this company has failed and my dream is gone. DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT FEELS LIKE!?"
"Sir, what exactly has Biosyn done?"
"They have destroyed me and my precious dinosaurs! They have taken away everything, all of my money to make these dinosaurs has been wasted. No, not all of it, that would be a lie."
"What?"
"Site C… That's what…"
"Site C?"
John Hammond turned around with a menacing smirk, "Yes, Site C…"
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Alan Grant entered the plane that was going to take him to New York City, where the mayor and a big crowd were awaiting his arrival so they could talk to him about Jurassic Park. It was two years ago that Grant went to Isla Sorna and when he returned, many people followed him for months. They had stopped when the matter just wasn't as important anymore. Now, Jurassic Park was destroyed and everyone wants to talk to him about what he feels about this new situation. Grant had to admit, there was a special part of him that just didn't want to think that all of the dinosaurs were extinct again, but the horrors he had felt there had made him more glad than he was upset.
Grant entered the small plane and looked around himself, there were four people with him going to New York Grant never expected Ian Malcolm to be one of them. Malcolm smiled when he saw Grant and kept staring at him even after he had sat down. Malcolm was still wearing black shirts and everything, shoe's pants, even socks and, maybe, underwear.
"Doctor Alan Grant, it has been a while, hasn't it?" Malcolm asked.
"Yes, why are you heading to New York?"
"Same reason you are." Grant looked puzzled, "Have you forgotten that I went to Jurassic Park, twice? Just like you."
"Of course I remember, it's just been so long since you have gone."
"Ten year is not long enough to forget what happened, Grant." Alan Grant turned around and looked outside his window. They were flying over water, endless water. They were flying over the ocean…