The rain just made everything worse. We didn't know how to get off the island, we could be attacked at anytime, and the rain just made all bad things seem possible. The cell phone apparently only had enough power left for one call. We were all soaked to the bone as we sailed along on the boat that would hopefully take us to the coast. I was sitting in the cage on the boat with Mrs. Kirby when Eric shouted for everybody to look at something off the side of the boat. Looking down into the water, we all saw schools of fish moving away very quickly, aiming in the direction that we were going but moving much faster than our boat could.

"Something must've spooked them," Eric said.

I moved away from the edge of the boat. Maybe I was just always paranoid or Eric had been correct when he'd told me once that I was generally a pessimist, but I did not have a good feeling about the fish taking off like that.

"Get the engine going, Mr. Kirby," Dr. Grant suggested, possibly feeling the way I did.

We all moved around to the steering wheel area. Eric and I watched Mrs. Kirby hold onto the wheel while Dr. Grant tried to make a call. Mr. Kirby used his belt again to try and start the engine. While Dr. Grant was trying to get a kid named Charlie to take the phone to "Mommy", something made the boat jerk horribly. We all hit the deck from the movement. The phone dropped out of Dr. Grant's hand as the spinosaurus came out of the river with a loud roar.

"Why won't that thing leave us alone?" I screamed, dashing around to the part of the boat where the cage was.

We all crowded together in the cage as Dr. Grant closed the door to the cage, hoping the dinosaur couldn't reach in and get us. It destroyed the steering wheel area in its attempt to get to us. I clutched onto Eric, tears running down my face. I did not want to die by being eaten. We all had to hold onto the cage as it started sliding. The spinosaurus was working on sinking the boat and the cage was not fastened down to the boat. The boat was crushed and the engine's fuel was leaking out into the water. The dinosaur tried a new tactic and began pulling us to it with its claws. Dr. Grant tried to find a weapon in the box inside the cage, but the only thing worth using was a flare and that wouldn't help us right now. Suddenly, the satellite phone began to ring.

"Where's the phone?" Dr. Grant shouted.

We all looked around until we spotted it sliding up and down the boat as the dinosaur tried to get to us. We all stuck our hands out to grab it but it slid away. The boat tilted again and the phone came back. Dr. Grant grabbed the phone just as the cage was knocked into the water. We began sinking fast and Dr. Grant tried to shout to the person on the phone that we needed help. We sank below the water and we were stuck. We tried tugging at the bars, but they weren't rusted enough to give in. We were spun around multiple times as the dinosaur tried to reach us. We needed air, and we needed it fast. On one spin, the door to the cage opened. Mr. Kirby and I slipped out in that moment and swam for the shore. When we looked back, the cage had been turned over to a shallow point where the other's had some air, but the spinosaurus was still after them. Mr. Kirby turned and noticed a crane behind him. He looked at me.

"Go and hide. I'll take care of this."

"Mr. Kirby!"

I couldn't stop him as he swam toward the crane so I did what he said and dashed off into the bushes beside the river and watched in horror as the dinosaur tried to fish them out with its claws. Mr. Kirby started screaming for the dinosaur's attention when he reached the top of the crane. It worked and it headed toward him. The others began climbing out of the cage. I jumped out of the bushes and waved my hands at the others to come over to me. Eric saw me and him and his mom made their way over and Dr. Grant dived back into the water. Looking back, Mr. Kirby was still in a tough situation with the dinosaur's attention. Dr. Grant suddenly appeared and shot the flare at the dinosaur. It roared and turned as the flare hit it. But when the flare hit the water, the surface suddenly erupted in flames.

"The gasoline!" I shouted.

Dr. Grant swam for the shore as the dinosaur began panicking by being in the middle of the fire. It ended up hitting the crane and knocking the crane and Mr. Kirby to the side. He fell into the fiery water. Mrs. Kirby and Eric began screaming and Eric tried to go over there, but we held him back. They kept shouting as I backed over next to Dr. Grant while the dinosaur ran away, obviously irritated now. Mrs. Kirby was almost hysterical.

"Paul! You jerk! You can't leave me like this!"

"I'm not going anywhere."

We all turned and were stunned to see he had gotten to the shore safely. His family attacked him in a hug and all Dr. Grant and I could do was smile. After awhile, we went off into the trees to find a place to sleep. In the morning, Dr. Grant and I went scouting around as the family had some personal time. I followed Dr. Grant, still somewhat tired from the past night's events.

"I hate it here. I want to go home."

Dr. Grant grinned at me over his shoulder.

"It just goes to show that humans aren't meant to live with dinosaurs."

I nodded.

"Not that I wanted to be here in the first place. I was pushed into it. The only good thing that came out of it was that Eric and I became friends."

"Just friends?"

His tone was amused as he said that. I sighed.

"Hey, I'm waiting for him to officially ask me out!"

"I still do not understand kids…"

We headed back to the others so that we could start on our way again. We'd been walking for about an hour when we finally could hear the sound of the ocean. Eric and I sprinted off in excitement. The others followed but we'd only gone a few yards when we were confronted by a group of velociraptors. We all stopped and grouped together. They had us completely surrounded.

"They want the eggs," Dr. Grant whispered, "Otherwise we'd be dead already. Everybody get down. She's challenging us."

We all knelt to the ground, keeping our heads low as the creatures circled us, conversing with each other all the while. Dr. Grant slid his backpack off his back and placed it in front of him and opened it up to retrieve the eggs. One of the velociraptors came over and began sniffing all of us. It stopped and stared at Mrs. Kirby.

"She thinks you stole the eggs," Dr. Grant told her.

Mr. Kirby tried to go in front of her, but the velociraptor hissed him back to his place. It began sniffing and rubbing Mrs. Kirby's head.

"Give me the eggs," Mrs. Kirby hissed.

A small uproar went up as the eggs were revealed. Dr. Grant handed them to Mrs. Kirby and she placed them in the sand in front of her. Looking over, I noticed Dr. Grant pulled something else out of the bag. It looked like a strange flute made of bone. He suddenly blew it. The velociraptors looked confused and began squawking.

"No, no, no, no. Call for help," Mr. Kirby suggested.

Dr. Grant seemed to think for a moment before blowing into the flute with bursts of air. The velociraptors seemed to think for a moment before picking up their eggs and running off. Once they had left, we suddenly heard the sound of helicopters. We got up quickly and ran for the sound. Reaching the coast, we spotted a man in a suit standing on the beach, a megaphone in hand.

"Dr. Grant? Dr. Alan Grant?"

The adults took the lead, running and shouting that it was a bad idea to use the megaphone, but as we got closer, the sight was astounding. There were tons of tanks and helicopters and a lot of soldiers piling out of them.

"Wow, you have to thank her now! She sent the Navy and the Marines."

Apparently Eric and Dr. Grant had had a conversation earlier, but I assumed it was about the person he had called for help. Eric took my hand as we all walked over to our rescuers. We quickly got into a helicopter and were very happy to see that Billy was alive and had been found. He was bandaged up quite a bit, but he was okay other than that. And we were finally on our way home.

Author's Note: We're not done yet!