Yep, the third part is up already! Like I said before, all of this is already written so I'm just trying to edit and get it out to you as soon as I can. This is where things start to get more interesting, since it deviates from the movie's plot more and it brings us to where the story began... with a woman running through the jungle, chased in the darkness by creatures with bright eyes. This version includes characters from the Telltale game and this includes the turning point where they really start to affect the events of the original novel/film. Anyway, enjoy! And seriously, any feedback is appreciated and welcome.
Third Iteration
"Details emerge more clearly as the fractal curve is redrawn."
-IAN MALCOLM
"You feel that?" Tim asked Lex.
"What?"
There was a faint rumble. "That."
Tim looked at the glasses of water on the dashboard of the car. There was another rumble. The water rippled. There was another rumble. The water rippled again. Another rumble.
"What is that?" Lex asked.
"It's probably the power trying to come back on," Regis reassured.
Then Regis saw something outside the car. His eyes went wide with fear.
"Jesus Christ," he swore.
Tim heard the sound of a door opening and he turned his head to see Regis stepping out through the open door, ducking his head in the rain.
"Hey, where are you going?" Lex asked.
Regis ran away without a word, not even bothering to close the door to the Land Cruiser behind him.
"Where does he think he's going?" Grant asked as Regis disappeared into the woods.
A sudden noise alerted Malcolm and Grant to the electric fence. Several of the cables snapped off the poles. The fence eerily creaked from being torn apart.
Then they heard it. A terrifying roar. A scream from some other world…
And a fully grown Tyrannosaurus Rex stepped onto the road in front of them.
Grant had never felt so afraid before. The Rex stood on the road between the two cars, her head moving back and forth, as if trying to decide which one to go for first. Then, with a great heave, she turned and started making her way toward their car.
Malcolm let out a moan.
The Rex took great heaving steps, each time she stepped, the ground shook like an earthquake. Grant's fear rose to exhilarating levels. He watched, petrified, as the Rex stopped in front of the car, and there was a brief pause. Then the head came down low, near the hood. Grant saw every line and detail in the animal's skin, including the scarring on her cheeks. The monster grunted, and then licked the hood of the car with a big, purple tongue. Then she raised one, massive foot and stepped on the hood. The front of the car bounced, Grant smashed his head against the ceiling. He heard Malcolm let out a little squeak of terror and turned his head. The Rex's enormous head was right outside Malcolm's window! The eye peered in at them, in a cold, reptilian stare.
A long and low growl emanated from the Rex.
Suddenly, a beam of light cut the darkness. Grant's head snapped towards it, and he realized that it was coming from the other car. Probably a flashlight or something… maybe… Grant's brain wasn't working right. But then the Rex stepped down, causing the Explorer to jump yet again. The massive beast turned, and started making her way to the other car. At first Grant was relieved; but then he realized: those kids are in that car!
Tim saw the animal in full view, attracted by the light. "Turn it off!" he screamed at Lex. When Lex saw Grant and Malcolm in danger, she'd grabbed the flashlight and flicked it on, and started waving it around in an attempt to get the Rex's attention. Well, she had! And now she was coming straight for them!
Lex switched the light off, and darkness descended.
Tim heard his and Lex's panicked gasps as the minutes dragged on. Nothing happened. The Rex was out there - somewhere. But where?
Then the lightning flashed, illuminating the outside of the vehicle. And Tim saw it. Two massive legs. For one brief moment he saw them, standing directly outside. Then it was dark again. Thunder rolled.
"Stay calm, Timmy," he heard Lex whisper, panicked.
Tim tried to stay calm.
But in the next moment the car jumped. Lex screamed. Lightning flashed and Tim saw the Rex's jaws around the hood of the car, sinking into the metal like it was nothing. And he saw the yellow eye, staring coldly.
Then, with a heave, the car began to lift up off the ground. Tim couldn't believe the incredible strength the animal possessed - but he was terrified.
But it seemed the weight was too much for even a tyrannosaur, and after a few moments the beast dropped them. The car bounced when it landed, rattling the two frightened children inside. A terrifying bellow ripped through the air, and to Tim, it sounded as if the Rex were angry.
He prayed she would go away.
The next second he lost awareness - and when he came to, he was lying on his face on the window. He blinked, and realized that Lex was whispering at him.
"Tim! Tim! Are you okay?"
Tim groaned and opened his eyes. He looked up, and saw the seats turned upside-down. He realized he was lying on the ceiling of the car. That could only mean the car was no longer on its tires. It was on its roof.
The Rex bellowed into the night.
Malcolm had remained frozen to his seat up until that moment, when the Rex lashed out with its mighty foot and kicked the car onto its roof. That moment - that was when he broke out of his reprieve, and began digging around in the backseat for something, anything he could use to help those poor kids…
He found a flashlight, a big, durable flashlight. He kept looking. He found a box and opened it. Flares! He grabbed one. He glanced at Grant, but Grant was still staring forward out the window, oblivious to him. Malcolm opened the door and got out of the car. He lit the flare and began waving it, shouting "Hey! Hey! Over here! Hey!"
The Rex stopped throttling the car for a moment and turned her massive head toward him. And Malcolm peed in his pants. He quickly got back in the car.
The Rex turned and started making her way back to them.
"Oh no," Malcolm said.
Harding drove into the garage, and was surprised to see Muldoon there, waiting for him.
"Muldoon!" he said. "What's going on? What's wrong with the lamps?"
"It's more than the lamps!" Muldoon replied. "We've lost all power. And we think Nedry might have had something to do with it."
"What?" Harding said. Now Ellie, Gennaro, and his daughter were out of the jeep too.
"What did you just say?" Gennaro demanded.
Muldoon didn't answer. "I have to go and find that man. Are you coming with me?" he asked Harding.
"But where are we…" Harding started to say.
Muldoon moved past him and got in the jeep. "Get in if you're going to."
Harding looked at Jess. "Dad?" she said. "If the power's off then the fences…"
"I know," Harding said. "I'm going with him. All of you go and find Hammond!"
"Dad!" Jess said.
"I'll be fine, Jess."
Harding got in the jeep beside Muldoon. "Weapons?" he asked.
Muldoon unshouldered two combat rifles. Then he put the jeep in forward drive and skidded out of the garage, back into the open.
As she waited for Dennis Nedry with Miles Chadwick at the East Dock, the Costa Rican woman looked off into the jungle. "Mariquita… stay warm tonight…" she whispered, before turning to Miles. "This storm is only gonna get worse."
"I know!" Miles responded. "Nedry isn't here. Fat bastard's probably stuck in a doorway somewhere. I guess we have to go with Plan B." He pulled out a photo of a cylindrical object. "This is what we're here to collect."
"Shaving cream?" the woman asked. This struck her as odd, but as long as she got paid and was screwing over InGen, she didn't care.
"Uh-huh. Sure. Shaving cream."
"Let's just get going." She started walking towards the jungle, Miles following as they went in after Nedry.
Malcolm took a death breath as the Rex took slow, ominous strides toward them. He turned to Grant.
"You know, at times like this one feels, well, perhaps extinct animals should be left extinct. Don't you have that feeling now?"
Grant nodded, feeling his heart pounding. "Yes."
"Get the kids."
In a second Malcolm was out of the car and running away from the Land Cruisers while waving his arms and yelling at the top of his lungs. He was successful at getting the attention of the Rex, which was quickly gaining as she pursued him.
"Shit, shit, shit, shit."
He could feel the tyrannosaur's breath down his neck. He was terrified and had no doubt that he was about to die. Boy, I hate being right all the time, he thought as he tried to stay ahead of the rex for as long as he could, to buy Grant as much time as possible…
As he was flung into the air he thought of Kelly.
It took Grant a moment to pull himself together. Then he was out of the car and in the rain, running to help the kids while Malcolm distracted the rex. He tried not to think about what the tyrannosaur might do to the chaotician.
He dragged Lex out first. He was about to pull out Tim as well, when he heard Lex scream.
He turned around and to his horror there was a second tyrannosaur. This one was smaller, a juvenile. But still dangerous.
For a moment, Grant and Lex stared at the young tyrannosaur and she stared back. Then, with a roar, she charged.
Acting fast, Grant pushed Lex onto the overturned Land Cruiser before scrambling up himself. The young Rex snapped at his foot, grabbing his shoe with her teeth. Grant tried to shake himself loose, but the baby had an iron grip. She yanked, and Grant was pulled backward. He grabbed onto… something… he didn't know what… but for a moment his grip held. Lex grabbed his arm and started pulling on him. It was a tug of war between a juvenile T-Rex and a young girl. Grant heaved with all his might. He kicked with his free leg, landing a blow to the juvenile's head. She didn't even flinch. She continued to tug on his shoe. Grant felt his grip weakening…
The juvenile released Grant when she heard a roar louder than her own. The fully-grown adult was coming back, snapping at the juvenile. The young tyrannosaur fled while Lex helped Grant onto the concrete barrier that was behind the Land Cruiser. Beyond that was a drop. The Rex paid no attention to them. Instead, the Rex bended down and saw Tim still in the wreckage. Tim weakly tried to back away, but there was almost no room to move in there. The Rex opened her mouth wide and stretched her tongue into the car. Tim screamed and violently kicked as the tongue tried to wrap around him. But it failed and withdrew from the car. Roaring in frustration, she began pushing the car toward the edge. Grant saw it coming and he grabbed one of the dangling fence cables on the other side of the barrier.
"Grab a hold of me!" he told Lex.
She obeyed, wrapping her arms around his neck. He scrambled to the edge of the barrier and started to climb down. The cable was slick with rain, and all Grant could do was hang on as he and Lex slid rapidly down. Above them, the vehicle was now teetering over the edge, threatening to drop right on top of them if they didn't hurry. Grant gasped, as Lex had unwittingly started to choke him as she held on for dear life.
"You're choking me!"
The car groaned, nearly over the edge now. Grant looked to the side. There were other cables, out of the line of the car's impending drop. His feet scrambling along the concrete wall, Grant tried to swing over towards one.
"Grab a wire!" he shouted to Lex.
Lex nodded frantically and on the second swing she manages to grab hold of the second cable.
"I got it!"
The car fell. Lex and Grant were clear by inches, clinging to the second cable.
"Timmy!" Lex screamed.
The car crunched into the leafy top of a tree, resting on its roof some fifteen feet below them. Grant and Lex could see the Rex staring down at them from above, before letting out one final roar and turning away.
The jeep's tires ground through the muddied road. Muldoon sat at the wheel, grim and determined, trying to figure out what to do.
"If Nedry has the embryos then his next move is to get off this island," Harding said.
Muldoon nodded. "And he only has a couple of ways to do that. He can fly out or take a boat. Flying in this weather is suicide, so his only real choice is a boat."
"He must have someone waiting for him, to collect the stash," Harding said. "But not at the main dock."
"No. Far too obvious. But the east dock…"
"That's where he is. I bet my life on it," Harding said.
Muldoon turned the jeep around and started driving in the opposite direction.
"I just hope we get there in time."
Regis stepped out from behind the boulder, shivering. He looked around, making sure the coast was clear, and then started down the little service road. Man, was it dark. The jungle was a creepy place at night. But in the rain? He had the shivers all over.
Regis was glad to be alive. When he realized that the fence wasn't electrified, he hadn't given it another thought; he'd just ran. Now that time had passed, he felt incredibly ashamed and cowardly. Leaving those kids all on their own. Running away. Saving himself. Yes, he was ashamed. As he walked, he was plagued by thoughts of what had transpired on the road after he left. Had the Rex attacked them? Attacked the kids? Were they alright? Had someone come to save them?
Regis made a decision then. He would make his way back to the visitor center; he would tell Hammond and Muldoon what had happened; and then he would personally accompany them to go and find those kids. If they were still alive.
The thought of going back started him quaking, but he refused to give in to fear this time. He was not going to run away again. He was going to help.
But first, he had to make it back.
"At least the rain's easing up," Chadwick commented before he smacked his head off a tree branch. "Ow! InGen should've paved this whole island!"
His companion, a woman named Nima, turned around to face him. Her hands were on her hips and she stared at Chadwick intently.
"InGen should never have come here. Step back, Mr. Chadwick."
"What, you don't like my aftershave?" Chadwick asked.
"I don't want any accidents." Nima said, pulling out her machete.
She walked towards the thick foliage and began hacking her way through the jungle. After a trek through the jungle, the two came upon a large fence.
"What is this monstruosidad?" Nima exclaimed. "InGen is ruining the island."
She noticed a sign on the fence stating that the fence was a ten-thousand volt electric fence.
"Is it so important to keep people out?" she asked out loud.
"Don't worry about it," Chadwick told her. "Just find a way through. The power should be out."
Nima noticed a stick laying on the ground. She walked over, picked it up, and tossed it at the fence. Nothing happened. She then walked up to the fence, slowly reaching out a hand and grasping a cable. Still, nothing happened.
"Lead the way," Chadwick insisted.
As Nima and Chadwick climbed over the tall fence, they never noticed the sign labeled, 'Dilophosaurus.'
As Nima and Chadwick walked through the jungle, Nima noticed a strange shape on the ground. She knelt down to examine it.
"What is it?" Chadwick asked.
"Que es esto?" Nima wondered. "Not báquiro. Like a bird, but much too big…"
"It's a zoo, remember?" Chadwick reminded. "All kinds of animals! Get moving. Our tracking device says we're close."
The two continued their trek until they were halted by a faint hoot that echoed in the jungle.
"Did you hear that?" Chadwick said nervously. "What was that?"
"An animal," Nima said. "Something that I've never heard before…"
Nima pulled out her machete and proceeded to poke at various bushes with the machete. Suddenly a toucan flew out of the bushes, startling Chadwick. "Oh God!"
"That animal, I know," Nima recognized. "We call him Moku-Pa."
"I hate this damn jungle!" Chadwick whined.
"Look," Nima said, drawing Chadwick's attention to a tunnel off in the distance. "This way."
As the two walked along the road, they noticed car on a slope by the road.
"Over there," Nima pointed out.
"There we go," Chadwick grinned. "Hey Nedry! You get stuck or something? Nedry! You deaf!?"
No one answered.
Nima began climbing up the slope. "Hey I'm going to go around," Chadwick told her. "It'll be faster." He vanished.
Nima approached the car. "Somebody in there?" She tapped on the window. Nothing. She tried to open the door, but the door refused to budge. She looked into the windshield, but the inside was fogged up. She went back to the door and tugged on the handle with all her might, finally opening the door. Inside was the eaten remains of Dennis Nedry. Suddenly a creature leapt out with a hoot and fled, knocking Nima down.
Chadwick walked around from behind the car and saw Nima on the ground, panting.
"All tired out, huh? I told you it was better to go around!"
"Something just… jumped me," Nima gasped. "It was on your friend here."
Chadwick peered into the car and saw what was left of Nedry.
"Aw, that's disgusting!" he cried out.
"There was something… feeding on him." She needed answers. "What the hell kind of zoo is this?"
Ed Regis heard voices and quickened his pace. In the dark tunnel, he couldn't see anything. But he heard voices. Maybe it was Muldoon…
He ran faster, his footsteps echoing in the tunnel. He could see the end, it wasn't far now.
"You hear that?" Chadwick asked. He put a hand to his ear.
Nima listened. Yes, footsteps. They were coming from the tunnel. Nima turned and saw a man coming out of the tunnel.
Regis froze when he saw two people he didn't recognize. One was a Costa Rican woman and the other was a man wearing glasses and an InGen uniform. Both were armed with guns and the woman had a machete. They also seemed baffled at the sight of the dirty mud-covered Regis with stains between his legs.
"Who the hell are you people?" Regis asked cautiously.
Grant and Lex were at the bottom of the large barrier leading up to the park road. Like it or not, they were in the park now, and are surrounded by think jungle foliage on all sides. Grant was bent over a big puddle, splashing water on his face, rinsing the blood off and trying to bring himself to.
Poor Lex was scared as hell. She stood behind Grant, ramrod straight, her breath coming short, desperate gasps. Her eyes were wide and she didn't look like she could move.
Grant turned and looked up to the tree the Explorer fell in. It was stuck there, nose down in the thickest top branches.
Lex's gasps were getting louder. She was terrified.
"Hey, come on, don't - don't - don't - just - just - stop, stop." Grant touched her, but it was awfully awkward, more of a pat on the head than anything strong or reassured.
But she responded to the contact, hurling herself forward and throwing her arms tightly around his waist. She clamps here, holding on for dear life, sobbing.
"Lex, you gotta be quiet, please," Grant told her. "Stop it. Shhhhh."
This seemed to quiet her. Grant turned and looked up at the tree again.
"Timmy!" Grant called out in a whispered shout. "Timmy!"
He heard a cracking sound and the Explorer fell a few feet lower into the branches.
Grant looked down at Lex, who is sitting on a rock.
"Dad," she said to herself. "Dad-"
"Shhh, I'm right here, Lex," Grant reassured. "I'm going to look after you. I'm going to help your brother. I want you to stay here and wait for me, okay?"
"He left us," she whimpered, referring to Regis. "He left us."
"That's not what I'm going to do," Grant promised.
Grant walked to the tree. Lex scampered into the culvert.
Grant took a deep breath. grabbed hold of the first branch, and started his long climb. Fortunately, it was a good climbing tree, its branches were thick and regularly spaced.
Grant moved at a good pace. He reached the car's level, on the driver's side five or six feet to one side of it.
The car was in rough shape. It was much thinner that it use to be, its nose completely smashed in, the front wheels driven solidly into a thick branch, holding it in placed.
"Tim?" Grant called out. "Tim?"
Grant came up to the car and looked in. Tim was huddled on the floor on the passenger side, frightened, hugging his knees to his chest.
He looked up at Grant with a tear and blood-streaked face. "I threw up," he said, his voice barely audible.
"That's okay," Grant told him. "Listen, give me your hand."
Tim didn't move.
"I won't tell anybody you threw up," Grant promised. "Just give me your hand, okay?"
He reached out. Tim reached too, but they were still about a foot apart. Grant grabbed hold of the steering wheel to pull himself further in. The wheel turned.
On the branch, the front wheel turned, losing a bit of their grip on the thick branch they're resting on.
Tim and Grant grabbed hands. Grant held on to him, getting an arm securely around his waist. They climbed down. They stopped on a branch.
"Okay, that's not so bad, ah Tim?"
"Yes it is."
"It's just like coming out of a tree house. Did your dad ever build you a treehouse, Tim, eh?"
"No."
"Me too." He started to move down. "Okay. Well, the main thing about climbing is never, never look down, never.
"This is impossible," Tim complained. "How am I going… I can't make it. This is… it's about fifty feet. What if the car falls?"
The car groans forward on the branch, which sagged in their direction. They looked up. The car began to shift dramatically towards them.
"Oh no," Grant realized.
They both climbed down, as fast as they could, as the big branch that was supporting the car creaked, ready to give way any second.
"Go, Tim, go!" Grant urged. "Faster! Faster!"
The branch broke. Disintegrated, really, and the car fell straight at them.
Grant and Tim released the branch that they were on and fell, thudding into another branch a few feet down. The car smacked into the big branch they just vacated, and stopped there.
Grant and Tim were half climbing, half falling down the tree now, slipping on the resin-covered branches, just trying like hell to get out of the way.
The second branch broke, and now the car smashed and crashed through a network of thinner branches, headed right for them. It hit open space and went into free fall.
Grant turned, and put up his arms in defense and the car stopped, slamming into a thick branch just above him.
Grant looked up, eyeball to eyeball with the front grill.
The new branch started to creak.
Grant and Tim basically fell down the rest of the tree, the car bashing its way through right behind them. They jumped the last six or seven feet and hit the ground, hard.
Grant grabbed Tim and rolled with him, to the side, just as the car smashed into the earth behind them.
Lex was still in the culvert, terrified, slowly banging her head against the wall.
Grant was at the mouth of the culvert, carefully studying a map of the park. He looked up, picking a direction, and shoved the map in his pocket decisively.
He looked back in at Lex.
"Lex, you're going to have to get out of there." He walked towards her. "Hiding isn't a rational solution; we have to improve our situation."
She didn't move. Grant gestured to Tim.
"Tim's out here. He's okay."
Still nothing. Grant tried a new tactic and started walking away.
"Of course you could just wait in there while we go back and get help."
Tim followed Grant, playing along. He nodded. "That's a good idea."
"You'll probably be safe enough on your own…"
"I doubt it," Tim added.
"Maybe." Grant shrugged. "It's hard to say."
"Liar!" Lex snapped. "You said you wouldn't leave!"
"I'm trying to use psychology to get you out of the drain, you know!" he explained.
She just stared at him like he was nuts. Tim shook his head at Grant, as if to say 'nice try'. Grant calmed his tone.
"Alright," he said. "We're just going to walk back home. Together."
We walked over to Lex at the culvert and sat across from her.
"But we can't go back the way we came. What we have is a free-range T-Rex on the road. If we meet her between here and the lodge, we'd have problems. But what this means is that this whole paddock is empty. It's safe."
"It's safe?" Lex asked.
"It's safe," Grant nodded. "And that's the way we're going to go. What do you say?"
"Alright," Lex finally said.
Lex crawled out of the culvert and stood next to him.
"Good girl," Grant smiled.
Tim and Lex nodded, and he started off in the direction he indicated. They trailed behind him.
"Uh, we, we're…" Chadwick stammered. "We uh, we're guards, yeah, and we found this guy, this guy here."
The red-haired man remained frozen where he was, looking back and forth from Chadwick to Nima. Nima reached into her pocket and pulled out her gun. She pointed it at the man. The man's eyes widened with shock. "What are you-" he started to say.
"Come over here," Nima ordered.
The man didn't budge. He goggled at her disbelievingly.
"I said move!" Nima yelled. "Come on, right now."
The man remained frozen for another moment before taking a tentative step forward, his hands up. His whole body was vibrating.
"I have had a really difficult day!" he exclaimed.
"That's alright man, we don't want trouble," Chadwick said. "Just come up here and we'll talk. Come on, we can be civilized." He glanced at Nima.
"Hurry up," Nima ordered.
The man began to scramble up the slope, a difficult task as he was still holding his hands up.
"What are we gonna do?" Chadwick whispered to Nima. "We can't let him go; he'll squeal."
"You're right," Nima said.
"You're not gonna…"
Nima didn't answer.
The man reached the top of the muddied slope and looked from Chadwick to Nima. His chest was rising and falling in quick gasps. He looked terrified. "Don't kill me."
"I don't want to kill you," Miles said. "We just-"
Suddenly the bushes to the right of them shook. Everyone's gaze darted to the movement. "What was that?" Miles asked.
A soft hooting carried across the road. Nima glanced at their prisoner and saw that he was shaking with fear. "It's the-"
At the bottom of the road, a little green dinosaur about the size of a large dog, hopped out of the bushes and looked at the humans.
"It's a dilo," the man squeaked. "It can shoot poison spit."
"What?!" Chadwick said incredulously.
The little dinosaur observed the three humans with something akin to curiosity. Then she took a bounding step forward.
"Shoot it!" Chadwick shouted.
Nima pulled the trigger several times in quick succession. The explosions rattled the dinosaur and she turned around and fled back into the bushes.
"Good one," Chadwick said.
Nima turned to face him. That was when she noticed that the red-haired man was gone.
"Where'd he go?" Chadwick asked.
"Forget about him," Nima decided. "We have a job to do and I'd rather not waste anymore valuable time. But first, you have some explaining to do, Miles. What the hell was that thing? And don't lie."
"A dinosaur."
"A dinosaur?" Nima wasn't sure if he was telling the truth. "Are you kidding me?"
"InGen has been making dinosaurs on this island and are planning on using them as theme park attractions."
Nima thought for a moment. That thing did look prehistoric… "Alright. I believe you. And what does shaving cream have to do with this? No more need-to-know crap."
"The can has a false bottom that can be screwed open," Chadwick explained. "It's a secret container for stolen dinosaur embryos. But they won't last forever, so we really need to find it now…"
Chadwick looked through Nedry's jeep. "Shit!" he cursed. "It's not here! Dammit! We're screwed!"
"Calm down," Nima told him. "It can't be far from here. Look around."
"Alright," Chadwick nodded. "Can I ask you something, Nima?"
"What?"
"Were you going to kill that guy?"
Nima didn't answer. She turned away from Chadwick. He shrugged. "Fine. Forget I asked."
Honestly, Nima didn't know. Would she have pulled the trigger? It didn't matter, she decided. And hopefully this would all be worth it…
Chadwick pulled out a flashlight and turned it on, and began searching the ground around the jeep while Nima kept watch. "Look at all this mud!" Chadwick said incredulously. "It could be buried. We'll never find it." He kicked the tire again.
"Don't give up," Nima told him. "Keep looking."
Chadwick muttered a bunch of swear words as he continued looking.
Nima heard that soft hoot again and looked up. The creature was standing with just her head poking out of the foliage. Nima raised her gun and shot once. Chadwick screamed. "What's the deal?" he demanded. "You scared me."
The creature ducked her head and disappeared back into the foliage.
"Don't mind me," Nima said. "Keep looking for the can."
Chadwick resumed looking, and he looked for about five minutes. During that time, the little green dinosaur revealed herself three more times, and each time Nima dissuaded her with a bullet.
"It's hopeless," Chadwick said at last. "It's probably hidden under all this mud. It's impossible to find it."
Nima came over to him. "You are stepping on the clues!" she exclaimed.
"What?" Chadwick said, confused.
Nima bent down, examined the ground. "The man. He was a fat man, wasn't he?"
"Very fat," Chadwick said.
"Look at this, here," Nima said. She gestured to the big indent in the mud, like someone had fallen down.
"He fell," Nima observed. She moved her gaze slowly down. "And he dropped the can."
She scuttled to the bottom of the slope. There was a big mound of mud at the bottom. She began to dig through it, her hopes soaring.
Her fingers closed around something hard, and she pulled it out.
The can!
"Well done!" Chadwick exclaimed.
She brushed the can off. "What a lot of work for shaving cream."
"Uh-huh, yeah," Chadwick said. "Can I have it?"
She looked at him, suspicious. He rolled his eyes. "Come on, I'm not going to screw you over."
"How can I believe that?" she asked.
Chadwick sighed, exasperated. "There are dinosaur embryos in there," he explained. "They need to be kept frozen, or they're worthless." He reached into his pocket and pulled out… something. A little tube it looked like. He held it up to her. "I need to freeze them so they stay fresh for the boat ride back."
"Okay," Nima said. She handed him the can.
"There," he said, and Nima heard the release of chemicals. "That'll do the trick. Alright, now all we gotta do is get out of here."
Nima nodded. "We can take the car," she suggested.
Chadwick looked horrified. "The car? With Nedry's dead body inside?"
Nima put her hands on her hips.
"Okay, fine," Chadwick grumbled. He looked up at the vehicle. "But first we have to get it down."
"The tow cable." Nima pointed to the winch on the front of the jeep.
"Good plan," Chadwick said.
Chadwick and Nima walked behind the car and began pushing against it. Using all their strength, they managed to push the car over the log. The car went down the slope and struck a tree.
"Yeah!" Chadwick cheered. "We did it!"
Nima smiled. "Now let's get the hell out of here."
She climbed down the slope and pulled what was left of Nedry out of the car. "Sorry, Nedry. Nothing personal, you just smell really awful." She did feel sorry for Nedry though, even though she didn't know him. Nobody deserved to die that way. She turned to Chadwick. "Ready to go?"
He didn't answer.
"Miles, are you ready to go?"
"Nima…"
She turned around and saw Chadwick staring at her wide-eyed.
"What?" Nima asked.
Miles pointed behind her. "Look," he said quietly.
Nima looked in the direction he pointed and she heard the soft hooting sound. The juvenile dilophosaurus emerged from the jungle. And she wasn't alone…
She had brought friends.
Nima checked her gun to see how many bullets she had left. "Not enough."
"Oh God," Chadwick whimpered fearfully. "Oh God."
The lead dilophosaur lowered her body to the ground, letting out a rattling hiss. Then, she jerked upright again, and the flaps of skin on her neck stretched out like a fan, and began to rattle.
Chadwick screamed. Nima heard the sound of a door opening and closing. She turned and saw that Chadwick had gotten in the car. She decided she had better do that to.
The rest of the dilophosaurs copied the first one with the neck-flap thing. Nima thought it was a sign of aggression.
She opened the door and got in the car - sitting down right where Nedry's body had been. A horrible stench washed over her, it was nauseating. She scooched as far away from the stains as she could, disgusted.
She heard odd little chirping noises and looked out the window. The dinosaurs were eagerly hopping around the car, sniffing it, sliding their bodies against it. One of them jumped on the hood. She stared at Nima with a cold reptilian gaze. Then she brought her head down on the windshield. A crack appeared in the glass, and Chadwick said, "Hurry, drive!"
Nima attempted to start up the car but nothing happened.
"Dammit!" Nima yelled. "Come on!"
Nima tried to start up the car again. The glass started to crack more as the dilophosaurus continued slamming the windshield with her snout. Chadwick screamed. "Holy shit!"
The car finally started and Nima it into reverse. As the car began swerving around, the dilophosaurus fell off and onto the ground. Another dilophosaurus looked up and was crushed by the car as it ran over her.
"I think we just killed something!" Chadwick shouted.
"Good!" Nima responded.
She got the car out of reverse and drove into the tunnel, leaving the dilophosaurs behind them. Chadwick started to laugh uncontrollably. "We did it! Thank God! East Dock here we come!"
Nima noticed a stain between his legs. Chadwick covered it, embarrassed. "Keep your eyes on the road!"
It seemed like their troubles were behind them…
Muldoon and Harding were tense as Muldoon drove the jeep down the slippery, muddy road. One false move and they've be in the ditch. But that was the least of their problems.
It had been at least fifteen, maybe twenty minutes since the power went off and Nedry vanished.
If he really had taken the embryos, and his target of escape was the east dock, they had precious little time to get there…
Muldoon glanced up as he drove and saw a sign that said 'East Dock,' and underneath, an arrow pointing them in the right direction.
"If we don't catch that sucker…" Muldoon didn't want to think of the implications.
At last the dock came into sight. And sure enough, there was the other jeep.
"That fat son of a…" Muldoon said darkly.
Harding glanced at him. Part of him wondered if Muldoon planned on bringing Nedry back alive.
They drove closer and closer to the dock. Harding could make out two figures walking toward a boat. Wait, two figures?
The car skidded into the clearing. Muldoon jumped out, gun in hand, and Harding quickly followed. "Freeze!" Muldoon screamed, like a ravage animal. "Dennis! Put your hands up!"
A gunshot rang crisp and clear through the air. And then Muldoon slumped to the ground.
Harding rushed to Muldoon's side and checked his vitals. Unconscious, but still alive. He could now get a clearer look at the two figures. One of them was a man wearing glasses and an InGen uniform. The other was a Costa Rican woman. The man was holding a can of shaving cream and a gun. The woman possessed a gun and a machete, but was holding up Muldoon's rocket launcher. "Put your hands where I can see them," she ordered. "And put your gun down…"
Harding nodded, carefully putting his gun down and putting his hands where the man and the woman could see them. "Let's not do anything hasty…"
"Take their guns!" the woman told the man.
"Hey, I'm the one in charge here-" the man argued.
"Dammit, now's not the time!" the woman snapped. "Shut up and take their guns!"
The man nodded and took Harding and Muldoon's guns, grumbling.
"Where's Nedry?" Harding asked.
"Nedry's dead," the woman told him. "One of your dinos got him."
"What are we going to do with them?" the man asked the woman.
The woman gestured toward Muldoon. "You should get your friend medical attention," she told Harding. "Get in your car and drive away. Don't try anything funny."
Harding nodded obediently, not wanting to provoke them. He dragged Muldoon over to his jeep and got in himself. He began backing away.
"Are we really going to let them get away?" Chadwick asked Nima.
Nima nodded. "You got a problem with that?"
"Hey, I'm not arguing with the woman who has a rocket launcher."
"Good choice."
Chadwick and Nima ran to the boat and jumped in. Nima let out a tired sigh. "Yeah!" Chadwick exclaimed. He tried to high-five Nima, but she wouldn't go for it.
The captain of the vessel, Bob, looked at the two of them with something akin to fear. "Are we ready to depart?" he asked, a bit anxiously.
"Wait," said a voice behind him. Nima turned. Her employer, Lewis Dodgson, stepped into the faint light. He was stone faced as he asked for the canister. Chadwick gave it to him: "All yours, boss."
Dodgson unscrewed the lid and checked the embryos in the hidden compartment. After a moment, he gave a nod. "I see you refreshed them," he said.
"Yep," Chadwick said. "Like you told me."
Dodgson was quiet for another moment, then nodded again. "Well done, both of you. You've more than earned your pay." His gaze darted to Nima. "Especially you, Miss Cruz. Your quick action back there may have saved our lives. I know Chadwick here wouldn't have been so brave."
Chadwick folded his arms and scowled at the jab to his ego.
"None of that matters now," Dodgson said. He put the canister in his bag. He smiled. "Smooth sailing from here on out."
Nima looked up at the stars. The clouds were gone. The storm had passed. She took it as a good omen. Without the crashing rain and shrieking wind, she could hear every little sound within fifty feet of them. Including the heavy splash behind them.
She turned around. She saw ripples at the shoreline where something had gone in. She turned back to the men. "Come over here, quick!"
They quickly came to her side. "What is it?" Chadwick asked.
She pointed out the ripples to them. "What's that?" Chadwick asked.
"Something following us," Dodgson said. He went to the back, and came back with a machine gun. He flicked the safety, then put the gun over the rail and fired. The sound was deafening. Dodgson let off a loose burst and then stopped. The ripples were gone.
"Well, there we go," Chadwick said with finality.
Then there was a splash behind them and Nima spun around as Bob screamed. Something - a coiling mass of skin - was slathering over the rail, onto the boat. With imperceptible speed, the creature jumped on Bob. The sailor's muffled screams were cut short. Dodgson raised his machine gun and fired. Nima and Chadwick did the same. Silence fell. Nima's eyes darted around quickly, searching for a glimpse of this assailant.
Nima spotted a few drops of blood on the deck. Whatever that thing was, they had wounded it. But where did it go?
They were so focused on their one stowaway that they didn't notice more creatures swimming toward the boat…
Harding hit the brakes when he saw a man standing in the road ahead. To his surprise, it was Regis. Harding immediately got out of the jeep.
"Regis?"
"Hey, Dr. Harding," Regis said with a smile, relieved to see a friendly face he recognized. "Can you give me a ride?"
"Of course! I was taking Muldoon back to the visitor center-"
"No!" Regis stopped him. "We need to go to the tyrannosaur paddock! Hammond's grandchildren and his experts could be in danger!"
Harding nodded and climbed back into the car. "Climb in."
Regis eagerly did so and Harding stepped on it, hoping that they were not too late…
Nima's full attention was on the creature in the darkness. She was eager to shoot it once it revealed itself. But then she heard a noise behind her and turned to look. A pair of jaws snapped closed inches from her face. She screamed. Suddenly, there were more of them - swarming up the sides of the boat. Nima shot her gun without thinking. The air was filled with the sound of gunshots. Nima glimpsed a pair of three-fingered hands clutching the railing and teeth flashing in the moonlight. Terror overwhelmed her. She looked forward, and saw multiple of the creatures, their eyes blazing, blocking them from the boat's controls. Nima knew chances of survival were slim. So at this point it didn't matter what she did. All that considered, she turned around and jumped into the water. The water was freezing cold, chilling her to the bone in an instant. She began to swim. She expected a pair of jaws to fasten around her leg at any moment, but it didn't happen. She heard screaming. It sounded like Chadwick. Nima swam harder. She heard another splash - could it be one of the men, or a dinosaur? She swam even harder. She reached the shore and quickly pulled herself onto dry land. She'd made it. She looked back to the boat and saw the creature's eyes blazing in the darkness. They were remaining on the boat. That could only mean they'd made a kill.
Movement caught her eye, and she turned to see a figure running like mad for the jeep. "Hey!" she exclaimed. "Wait!" The man ignored her and started up the jeep and drove out of there. Nima cursed.
She heard a rustling sound behind her. She drew her machete - the only weapon she had left - and turned to face the sound. Suddenly, something ran past her at great speed - and Nima screamed as she felt excruciating pain in her arm. She looked at her arm. Something had bit her. The pain was so intense, she had to grind her teeth to keep from screaming.
She heard an odd clicking noise in the bushes around her. Okay, that was enough. She turned and began to run.
She stopped only once when she saw something on the ground. Dodgson's bag. How did it get here? She opened it up and found the can of shaving cream. I should probably hold onto this, she decided. She then ran into the jungle.
She never saw the glowing eyes appear in the foliage.
A few minutes later…
A woman staggered onto the road in front of a car. Beeping the horn, the driver slammed the brakes and swerved out of the way, barely missing a collision. The woman collapsed in the car's headlights and the driver got out, kneeling down and noticing the wound on the unconscious woman's arm. Not just noticed it. Recognized it.
"Shit," Dr. Laura Sorkin cursed. She had been heading to the visitor center, figuring that was the safest place to be.
A clicking snarl erupted from the bushes ahead and a creature hidden in the darkness darted across the road.
Moving fast, Sorkin picked up the woman and carried her to the car.
As she drove away, three pairs of eyes lit up in the darkness…
Part of the fun of this experiment was the unexpected turns that could happen because of the other person you're telling the story with. Having Dodgson go to the island was my friend's idea and it definitely made things more exciting. And if you haven't already figured it out, the creatures with glowing eyes are the "main threat" of this retelling. They are what I like to call the "boogeymen" of Jurassic Park. Thank you for reading, and I'll try to have the fourth part out soon.
