AN: A short piece made while listening to "Welcome to the Park."
The bleachers around the tank were collapsed and rusty, long since impossible to use.
Trash around them had long since been reduced, but it was still present. The plastic bottles that hot visitors drank from wouldn't degrade for at least another 200 years.
At the center of the mess lay her. She was the queen of her kingdom, power of the park. Great whites were no longer dropped into her tank.
She was dormant after her feast on the white dinosaur, the Indominous. The untamable king had been eaten by the goliath queen.
Around her radiated the destruction of the park. Smashed statues, crumbling buildings. Dead bodies of flying dinosaurs, from pterodactyls to pterodons.
She swam in her tank, and smashed into the exterior wall again. She needed to be free.
It finally bust. With a mighty groan of trusses, the glass wall collapsed. She flooded into the ocean.
She was free.