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Chapter Eleven

I watch them as they stand at the wall of the containment and Owen touches the scratches that are along the wall. I hate the fact that he could persuade me to stay behind and watch as he puts himself out there, in danger's way. I see their lips moving but can't hear anything they are saying to each other and I curse the soundproofed room I am in. Suddenly the announcement system begins to crackle and I turn to look at one on the wall when I see it. Movement in the trees. I begin to hit the glass hoping to catch Owen's or any of their attention but it seems to be of no use, I hit harder and I can hear the glass begin to crack under the force of my hands.

The young woman's voice comes over the system

"It's in there with you!"

Out of the trees comes a large dinosaur, larger than even Rex himself. It crushes through the trees and I see Owen and the other guy running towards it. I hit on the glass and catch Owen's attention for a fraction of a second. I point in the other direction

"TURN AROUND! GO THE OTHER WAY!"

I knew he couldn't hear me but I had to try and motion vigorously to the door that was opening. The slacker obviously didn't think about them before trying to escape himself. Owen and his companion slide in the dead leaves but turn around and begin running towards the open door.

Panic claws up my throat as I watch it run after them and I begin to run out of the room as well, but then remember that I need to be careful and that getting in the way of a rampaging creature as big as that wouldn't be good for any of us. It grabs Owen's companion and crunches through him as if he was a cartilage bone. I could almost hear the sound of him screaming as he was broken by huge teeth.

It follows quickly after Owen, and I see the door almost done closing. Owen manages to get through and I breathe a sigh of relief only for my hopes to be dashed when it manages to break through the entrance with the small gap it was given.

I run over to the door and open it only to close it when Owen sees me and slides underneath one of the vehicles, doing a hurried hand motion. I watch cautiously through the small vent at the bottom of the door as it comes, the stones rattling with each step it took. I see the shadow on the ground and the slacker was in front of one of the vehicles. He sat there breathing shallow and waits. The Indominus prowled closer to the van and he let out a small sob, checking the back of the van. He shouldn't have, because in the next moment she knocks away the construction vehicle and proceeds to have him as a snack too. Owen suddenly goes into a flurry of motion and pulls out a knife. I smell gas in the air and see Owen rubbing himself with the strong smelling liquid.

She approaches him and I cover my mouth to prevent myself from screaming for him. He suddenly stills and tenses his body, and I see her muzzle, sniffing under the vehicle Owen is hiding under. I breathe in slowly and let go of my breath quietly and clench my teeth. She sniffs, trying to find him, only for the overpowering smell of gas to block her sense of smell. Her mouth opens and I see the blood smeared on her teeth. The smell of the devoured flesh makes me sick and I contain the bile that wants to rise into my throat. Eventually she stalks off towards the trees, breaking the branches as she leaves.

I count till sixty and silently open the door, Owen is still under the vehicle and I run to him, practically pulling out from under the van when he holds his hand out to me. I grab him and pull him close, having no defiance from him. He grabs onto me too, his face buried in my hair. I push him away and check him for injuries, my instincts in a tizz. When I find that he was okay merely shaken from the ordeal, I punch him in the shoulder

"Ow!"

"Didn't I tell you to let me come with you?!"

I'm so upset with him at this point that I want to go into a rant about his safety, but he grabs me and pulls me back into his arms before I could even get a single word in. I breathe in his scent that is tainted with fuel

"I'm glad that I didn't let you"

"Don't scare me like that Owen. My heart almost stopped when I thought she was going to find you"

"Mine did when I saw you open the door"

My head is beginning to hurt from the smell on his clothes and I pull away from him

"Luckily we've been working together for a year now. At least I know your hand signals"

We stand there a moment more

"We need to get to the command centre. We gotta let them know what's going on"

I nod and we get into one of the few working vehicles left from the carnage. Owen takes the wheel and speeds off onto a dirt road. The trip towards command is rough and I nearly hit my head a few times. He suddenly swerves onto an unknown back road and it gets even rougher. I rub my head where it hit the roof. He speeds through an open gate, the guard yelling at us since we didn't show our passes. He swerves into a parking and forgets to turn off the vehicle, fortunately for him I remember to do so and follow.