Jungle

The group took refuge on the other side of the jungle. Sommers had calmed the kids down. Berto was in an outrage.

"CAN ANY OF YOU BELIEVE THIS? SANTOS IS DEAD! SANTOS IS DEAD!" he shouted hysterically, "WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE! WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE! WE'RE ALL GONNA..."

Matore could see that the others couldn't take it anymore so he covered Berto's mouth and said quietly "Berto, calm down. Please."

Berto sighed and sat down.

"Okay," he said, "okay. I'm standing right here. But this is the perfect time to be hysterical. Santos was eaten by a dinosaur and he was like my brother, amigos, my brother."

Matore sat down and next to him and put his arm around him. They were both grieved.

"Now what do we do?" asked Wilkins.

"We carry on," claimed Winston.

"You got to be kidding!" boomed Matore.

"Are you crazy?" shouted Berto, "we've lost our boat and a member of our crew is dead! There is no way the captain and I are going any further! We'd rather perish and die out here in the jungle then go and get eaten by those hideous monsters!"

"Enough!" shouted Wilkins.

"There's enough time to got to Misty Peak," clamied Olsen, "like I said before it's not that far. We'll be there by nightfall if we move quickly."

"I'm in for it," said Harris.

"So am I," said Higgins.

"The best way to get the hell outta here," said Wilkins.

"My kids and I are okay with it, right kids?" said Sommers.

Molly and Mike both nodded.

"Fine," said Matore.

"Fine," said Berto.

"Then what are we waiting for?" said Winston, "let's carry on."

And the group took with their camping equipment.

"So you and Jimmy are both diggers?" Harris asked Wilkins.

"Well, yes. The thing is that I'm his mentor and he's my top graduate student who is best at digging so that makes us such good friends," replied Wilkins.

"So I see. How long have you two been working together?"

"Um, six years since Jimmy graduated from college. I was amazed to see how interested he was in fossils as I was."

"Interesting."

"And how long have you and Ms. Higgins been together?"

"Um, only for a few months. Our relationship turned into a quarrel."

"Why?"

"We shared separate interests in dinosaurs of course."

"Oh, okay. That's why."

"Yep. And it's good to see that she realizes how dangerous life can be out here."

"Yeah, I know."

And they continued walked up steep hills.

Guanlongs

Suddenly, Sommers discovered the carving of the Guanlong that Higgins and Wilkins discovered before when they came on the island.

"Look at that," gasped Sommers.

Everyone looked to see the carving laying on the ground.

"It's a carving," gasped Harris, "of a Guanlong."

They all ran up to it.

Higgins and Wilkins recognized it.

"We saw this when we came on the island," said Wilkins, "this is exactly where our driver went missing.

"What do you think was the cause?" asked Harris.

"Some dinosaur definitely ate him. We know this for a fact because we saw his bag jump out of the bushes."

"If this is a carving of a Guanlong, then maybe this is Guanlong territory," said Wilkins.

Then they heard a strange noise close to them. They looked behind to see a group of Guanlongs eyeing them.

"Run!" grunted Harris.

The Guanlongs chased the group down the hill and ran quicker, hiding in the boat as the Guanlongs couldn't see sight of them at all. They walked away. The group was relieved.

Suchomimus

"Hey guys. I think we're on Captain Pantos' boat," said Wilkins.

"Who?" asked Harris.

"Captain Pantos. Our driver. He drove Ms. Higgins and I to the island."

"His boat was left behind," said Sommers.

"And there's no gas," said Higgins, "there's no way we can get off this island with this boat."

Then the group heard a shake on the boat.

The kids trembled. The shake became faster and faster. Everyone ran off the boat. The Suchomimus rose up from the bottom of the and destroyed it. Everyone was terrified. The Suchomimus had caught up with them. It gave a deafening roar then pursued along the riverbank.

Even Berto was scared. It was the same dinosaur that killed Santos. Matore dragged him along with the others. The Suchomimus was fast but was soon losing breath. The group ran as fast as they could. They finally managed toe escape after the Suchomimus stopped in it's tracks when it was out of breath.

Jungle

The group ran back into the jungle, tired and relieved. They had just escaped a monstrous dinosaur.

"Gosh. Thank god that's over," sighed Sommers, sitting down and putting his arms around Molly and Mike.

"That was the same damn dinosaur that killed Santos," stuttered Berto, "so terrifying indeed."

"Cal, we have just found out that the Suchomimus had followed us up to this point. What do you think that mean?" asked Harris

"It's not that these things have a good sense to track down all of their prey possible on the island, is it?" asked Sommers.

"What? No, of course not," said Winston, "that thing can roam around anywhere on this island since the rivers meet together."

"There's no way it could've tracked us down," said Olsen, "it just saw us in the river. That's all. Still, there's a possibility we can get there in a few hours time. All we have to do is carry on."

The rest of the group agreed and continued their journey.