Jurassic Park: Intruder
By Chris Risdal
Arrival
As the helicopters finally reached their destination of the mysterious Isla Nublar, Mike and Jason had their tech and weapons ready to go. As Jason looked out of the side of the chopper, he could now see the island in plain view as they burst through the thick fog and Jason felt a slight shiver as he saw it. It was a eerie place he thought, he hadn't heard much about the island, but the things he did hear were not very positive. The tales of mysterious deaths and cover up conspiracies that he had heard over the years didn't help his nerves any, so he looked away and tried his best to ignore the horror stories.
"Scary looking, eh?" Mike said with feigned fear.
"Yeah, a little. You ever hear those rumors about the place?" Jason said, looking down at his rifle.
"Not too much, probably the same as you: death and misery. Other than that, not too much."
"Oh, It's ONLY that right?" Jason said with a slight scoff.
Mike chuckled. "Yeah, right."
The choppers soon after reached their destination, above 100 feet or so above what used to be the Jurassic Park visitors centre. The two along with a couple of other soldiers stood up and lined up on the two side exits, attaching some descending equipment as they recapped their mission.
"You know what to do, right soldiers?" The larger of the group said to Jason and his men.
"Sir, Yes Sir!" they replied in unison.
"Mason, remind everyone just in case." The large man replied.
"Secure any data and or animal specimens for client, then return home and collect our reward."
"Exactly, soldier. Now let's move out!"
All three choppers now had several people descending out and onto the jungle soil. Once they all hit the ground, they released their lines and signaled to the choppers. They then flew away, their sounds becoming silent within moments. Jason and Mike composed themselves and they prepared their weapons and, along with the others began their trip into the visitor centre.
The dark and long abandoned centre showed much decay and visible destruction and not all at the hands of the jungle. The soldiers stayed tight inside the building, flashlights glaring throughout the various cracks of the lost centre. As Jason shown his light across the ground, he could see various darkened stains. He bent down to examine it and gestured to Mike and another soldier to come over.
"Yes, Jason?" Mike inquired.
"Take a look at this." Jason said, pointing at the stains. He placed his fingers into the black smudge and takes it away, feeling the material between his fingers.
"What do you make of this?" he asked.
"Looks almost like...dried blood." the soldier said.
"Yeah, you're right...we should stay focused. Keep close, and be cautious. There's something in here." Jason said with a slight amount of fear in his voice. He could sense another's presence when he entered the building, but he amounted it to just being nerves. This however, this just didn't seem right to him. He stood up and shown his light around every corner he could visibly see. No signs of any struggle, or any real sign of an attack. It was all lost to time, but still even without any visible evidence of a presence, he couldn't shake the feeling.
Two of the soldiers began walking towards the staircase of the centre, each looking around rather nervously.
"Jesus, this place gives me the creeps, how about you?" the left soldier said to his partner.
"Yeah, not the nicest place to be right now, that's for sure. We need to find a room with some data on it though. Where might that be you think?"
"Let's try upstairs, maybe there's a control room or some kind of operating room."
They headed up the staircase, slightly fearful of its sturdiness. The stairs however, seemed to be holding as they walked. They seem to creak and scream louder due to the silence in the room.
"Keep it down you two." Jason said in quiet anger.
"We're trying t..."the left soldier began but then suddenly, a violent jerk and a scorching pain in his ankle and he collapsed with the fall knocking the wind out of him. When his breath came back to him, all he could let out was a horrible scream. Another painful jerking of his ankle and then suddenly, an even stranger feeling. He was still in horrible pain, however he went to feel the wound and found nothing but a bloody stump.
He simutaniously felt blinding pain and nausea as he felt this and vomited violently. The man next to him panicked and looked around anxiously, ignoring his wounded friend. The next feeling came shortly after: a sharp, tearing pain in his thigh. The soldier looked down with all the power he could muster and saw a shadow of a creature gripping his body in its thick jaws, only its glowing eyes were visible. He screamed once more before he was dragged violently through an opening between the stairs, his screams becoming silent and replaced by a horrible crunching sound.
To be continued.