How Sarah and Becker destroyed the ARC
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine, but belong to Impossible Pictures™.
"Becker, that's it, I know what to do!" Sarah Page excitedly turned to the ARC's head of the Special Forces, Captain Becker. "Before they left – before that whole mess with the prehistoric rhinos and Helen killing-off Christine Johnson – Connor had shown to me how to work the time anomaly device of his!"
"And?" Becker still wasn't very impressed.
"And?" Sarah repeated incredulously, "why that device of his can do more than just manifest time anomalies: it can also track their sequences – I think he told me that some time anomalies work in some sort of synchronization rather than independently, and he had this computer program that could predict those sequences as well..."
"And?" Becker repeated his question, still not fully understanding Sarah's plan. "How will that function be able to help us locate Abby, Connor and Danny?"
"Becker, look. They went to the future first, through Christine's time anomaly, correct? Well, I have input that time anomaly's data into Connor computer program, had that program run its course, and it predicted that they will go to early Cretaceous next, if they're to stop Helen. So, all we need is to open that Cretaceous time anomaly, and-"
"Sarah, wait, we'll probably need back-up," Becker said cautiously, but Sarah had already pressed the button. Right away, a time anomaly manifested in the ARC's lab, and just as straight away a herd of grass-eating dinosaurs tore through...
"...and immediately a herd of dinosaurs came through it – iguanodon or something like that," Becker explained later, "and pretty much smashed everything in sight due to their bulk and the such..."
"I see," upon saying this, James Lester fell silent and just looked around the once proud Center, now just a pile of ruins smattered by copious amounts of dino dung. "You two did what neither Helen Cutter nor Christine Johnson ever could come not even close. Truly, the road to Hell is paved with good intentions!"
The end.