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We continued walking for a ways before a flash of red in the trees caught my attention. I wasn't the only one who saw it as Alan-who was leading the group-changed direction to head straight towards it.
As we got closer, I realized it was a parachute hung up in the tree. "ERIC!" Amanda and Paul both started shouting.
I looked up at the parachute as Alan tried to get the couple to stop. It was a tangled mess in the tree, but chute didn't seem torn.
"Hey, guys." Udesky got our attention as he pulled something out of the bushes. It looked like a video camera. The Kirby's ran over to him, Amanda clutching a lifejacket in her hand.
I turned back to the chute, wondering if we would be able to get it out of the tree. "Where were you on that one, Ma?" a distorted voice resounded. Alan, Billy and I turned to the other three, where they had gotten the video camera to play.
We stepped over to them, watching as the Eric on the video threw a Frisbee to the camera holder. "I shot this the morning they disappeared." Amanda stated, hugging the life vest to her chest.
The video continued on, changing to the landscape of the island. Suddenly the camera zoomed down on the boat below them, torn up and covered in blood. The camera skipped and Eric and Ben were suddenly in the tree that was directly behind us. Eric dropped to the ground before the video cut off.
"He's alive. I know he's alive. We're gonna find him." Paul stated. As much as I doubted it, I really hoped it was true. At least we knew he made it to the ground safely.
Billy, Alan and I turned back to the chute still hung up in the tree. "Can you fly one of those?" Alan asked.
"Maybe, as long as the sail's not torn." Billy responded. I figured he probably had parachuting experience before, he looked the type to do stuff like that.
"Well let's take it." Alan said, walking towards the chute. "If we spot a plane it might be a good way to get attention." the three of us grabbed onto the chute and started pulling. Thankfully it started coming down easily. "Pull it over this way." he ordered when the chute snagged on a branch.
There was a crunching of breaking branches and suddenly Amanda was screaming. I looked over and had the urge to vomit. The top half of a decomposing body of who I could only guess to be Ben had fallen into Amanda, the multiple wires wrapping around her and preventing her from getting away quickly.
Immediately, everyone jumped forwards to try and help get her free. When she finally was, she turned and ran off through the trees.
"Get her back, Mr. Kirby." Alan demanded, to which Paul obliged, going after his ex-wife who was still screaming.
Alan pulled on the ropes and the body dropped, flies going everywhere. The smell was rancid and it was nearly impossible to breath without gagging.
Billy and Alan worked on getting Ben's remains out of the rigging while I continued to pull the rest of the chute out of the tree. I didn't want to be anywhere that corpse.
Once Ben was free, we stretched out the chute, checking over it for any rips. There wasn't any thankfully. "Parachuted before?" I asked Billy as we started folding up the chute.
He nodded, "Several times actually, you?"
I barely held back a laugh, "I'm not jumping out of a perfectly good aircraft thank you."
He grinned as we started to roll it up, "I'll have to take you then sometime, you don't know what you're missing out on."
I forced the grin to remain on my face, we had to get off this island first, and it wasn't looking good for us.
Paul's voice echoed through the forest, "Dr. Grant! You should come look at this!" Alan stood up, pausing a moment before heading in the direction of Mr. Kirby's voice. Udesky hesitated only a second before taking off after him.
"I think he's afraid to be in the smaller group." I stated as I continued to help Billy roll up the chute.
"Do you blame him?" he asked, pressing down on the chute to get any air out of it.
"No, not really." I passed the rigging over to him as he slid it on. The chute was completely rolled up now. Billy stood, nodding his thanks as I handed him to chute to pack back into its bag.
"Raptor." We heard Alan whisper as we came around a tree. Billy and I paused, looking at the ground where there were several nests filled with eggs.
Raptor could only mean Velociraptor, an animal I had no desire to meet. "Move, now." Alan commanded urgently, and we hurriedly walked away, keeping a much faster pace than before.
Suddenly Alan stopped, "Where's Billy?" I stopped too and turned around, the man was no where to be seen. Shit. Did the raptors pick him off?
Alan hurriedly went back the way we had just come. "What are you doing?" he demanded when Billy turned up out of the bushes. I released the breath I had been holding, thanking God he was alive.
"I was photographing the nest." he explained.
Knowing he was alive was a relief, and I turned back the way we had been going as Alan continued to talk to him. We reached the crest of a hill and could see a compound nearly overrun by the forest.
"I bet you Eric's in there. Don't you think? I' bet my bottom dollar." Paul stated as he charged ahead of us, taking the lead.
"What do you think it is?" Billy asked as he started down the hill.
"As far as I'm concerned," Udesky started from behind me, "It's the Four Seasons."
It only took us about twenty minutes to make it all the way down the hill and to the compound. The place was a mess, all of the vehicles' windows were shattered, the filthy Ingen sign was nearly covered over by ferns.
The inside of the compound was no better, vines grew through the broken windows, leaves covered the floor and counters. Nearly everything was knocked over. It looked like the dinosaurs had raided it after Ingen cleared out.
I glanced behind us towards the forests, the hairs on the back of my neck standing up. It felt like we were being watched, which we most likely were, but by what?
"Eric!" Paul shouted, his voice echoing through the building.
"Dammit!" I growled, did these people never learn?
"Paul! Don't!" Amanda urged, at least she seemed to finally get the hint.
Paul turned and something got his attention, we all turned to see what it was. A phone! Thank the lord a phone! I crossed my fingers, praying it would work. Amanda took a step towards it, "Oh what the hell."
She picked it up, placing it to her ear, but quickly set it back on the counter. Damn, no luck. We continued deeper into the building, turning into a hall that had a couple of vending machines. It was then that I realized how hungry I was. None of the food brought with us had been salvageable, and I hadn't eaten since we'd originally taken off.
Paul dug through his pockets as Billy and I walked by him. "Who's got some change? It only takes quarters." I couldn't help to stare at him. The phone didn't work, why would the vending machines? And why even bother putting money into them? Billy took a step back from the machine and I stepped out of his way, thinking the same thing. Kick the damn glass down. "I got likeā¦.a buck ten." Paul continued.
Getting a quick start, Billy jumped forward, slamming his foot into the glass, which shattered on impact. Reaching in, he pulled out handfuls of candy, tossing them to everyone as we walked out of the room. I grinned, M&M's, just what I needed right now. I glanced back at Mr. Kirby as he replaced the money back into his pockets and kicked at the glass in front of him.
It didn't break. But judging by Paul's groan, it did hurt. We continued through the halls until we reached what I guessed to be the center of the building. It was a huge room, filled with arm-like machines hanging from the ceiling, each over a circular table covered in large eggs shells.
I picked up one of the eggs, turning it over in my hand. "This is how you make dinosaurs?" Amanda asked.
"No." Alan responded, "This is how you play God." I set the egg back on the table as a crunching sound filled the room.
"Nice." I stated as spotted the source of the noise, Paul had stepped on an egg shell.
Billy's camera flashed as he photographed the fetus in the tube. The thing was floating in a green liquid with multiple wires connected to its body.
"What do you suppose it is?" I asked, looking closely at the thing.
Billy shrugged, "Who knows, maybe another killer Ingen was trying to recreate without telling anyone." he stated bitterly and I couldn't blame him. Amanda continued on down the line, looking into each of the tubes.
I glanced down at the last one and froze. "Billy." he turned to me but I couldn't say anything else. The large, multi-colored head that appeared to be in the last tube didn't sit right with me. The tubes weren't big enough to fit the body of whatever the head belonged to.
I shook my head. It was dead and probably just left there for some reason. "Nevermind." I answered Billy's questioning stare as I turned to walk away from the tubes. Suddenly there was a noise I'd never heard before and Amanda was screaming again.
I spun around, my stomach leaping into my throat, the head was reaching between two of the tubes, trying to get Amanda with its razor sharp teeth.
Amanda jumped away from the pole that was blocking her retreat backwards and we all dashed towards the end of the room. The raptor pulled its head back and ran on the opposite side of the tubes, leaping in-between empty tubes that broke enough to let the creature through.
We charged through the halls, skidding around corners and through doors. It appeared that we ended up in what used to be a holding facility. Each wall lined with ceiling high cages.
"This way! This way!" Paul shouted as we started down another aisle. The door at the end promising a way out.
The raptor behind us screeched and the sound only urged me to go faster. "It's locked!" Paul shouted when he tried the door and it failed to open.
We all turned to go back the way we had come when the raptor slid to a stop. He turned to face us and let out a growl. "This way! This way!" Udesky yelled, urging us into the cage on our left. I ran in after him and Alan, Paul right behind me. I looked over to Billy and Amanda as the raptor charged down the aisle. They were trying to get the door to close when the raptor rammed into it.
He pushed his front claws and his head against the door, slowly pushing them back. "Hey! Over here! Hey!" Udesky and Paul were shouting, trying to get the raptors attention. Suddenly, the animal stopped trying to bite through the metal door and looked up, where the door was not as tall as the ceiling.
He started climbing the door, lifting both feet off the ground. My God, raptors were smart!
As soon as his feet were off the ground, "Push! Push!" Amanda shouted, and the two slammed the door back against the metal wired walled. The gate finally latched, effectively trapping the dinosaur.
We burst out of the cages and started running down the hall when the raptor started making a cawing noise. Alan stopped, "My God, he's calling for help."
Well shit, if he's calling for help than that meant his pack would soon be after us as well. Just what we needed. More bloody Velociraptors.
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