Because long long ago, I promise you guys I would do the extended/delete scenes of this movie. I'm finally able to get Youtube and watched them. So here's me fulfilling that promise to you ;) Deleted/Extended Scenes- Part One: This chapter would be at the middle of chapter 13 "Female Intelligence". It would be right before where the story cuts straight to the skull pit where Jack finds pieces of Ann's hair in.


The island was very unwelcoming, I thought. The crew and the rest of the men, including myself, were still stomping through the trees like a herd of wild animals. No, a herd of wild animals would've been much quieter. Maybe to everyone, we were quiet but I knew better.

The whole forest has had to have heard us by now.

I wondered what my family was doing, to past the time away. But I was only able to pull sad pictures up in my head; Mother crying herself to sleep, Father angry and sad with me, Lou practically insane from worry. Home would be a mess right now. So I stopped thinking about that.

The forest we entered was ever changing and the never seemed to stop. We entered a new part of the forest; it was full of snarled, dead branches and roots of giant trees. The leaves on the branches were dead and brittle; they gave me a bad feeling about the little area we had wandered into. A feeling that told me to turn and flee; to get out of this place and never give it a second glance. I glanced quickly around at the men before and behind me; a few wore the same face as me but kept moving forward.

I felt myself slow down and felt someone bump into my arm. I quickly glanced up and caught my breath at his blue eyes. I could just barely make them out in the shadowy darkness. He looked away, staring at the men before us. Suddenly, my canvas bag seemed very heavy.

My legs cried out in pain and soreness but I kept moving; I made myself pace to Jimmy's quick walk. I knew he was curious on what I was doing but my mind being so exhausted; it was hard to focus on walking in rhythm with him, much less start up a conversation. Another reason was, Mr. Hayes was only a few yards ahead of us and I didn't want us to be found out so soon.

Someone shouted again, "Miss Darrow!"

We entered what you could call a clearing and the whole rescue group slowed to a stop. I noticed Mr. Hayes jump up onto some tall branches; no doubt, his dark eyes scanning the area. Jimmy and I made eye contact again and we both looked around, watching everyone. The only noise for a moment was every man's heavy breathing from our trek and the forest suddenly became alive. I thought I heard monkeys- like the ones at the school, except far more aggressive sounding- scream and shout through the trees.

I started to wonder if I should ask Lumpy or perhaps, even Jimmy to show me how to shoot a gun. The whole island was giving me the idea that I really should know that.

Men shined their little flashlights on small places; the light seemed dull and almost useless in the maze of branches and wood. But the light did make me feel less blind and helpless; perhaps that's the whole reason we were using them. My hands tightened out of worry on the straps of my canvas bag; I felt my knuckles whine in protest and with a fleeting glance at them, I noticed the almost fish belly whiteness of them.

The air was suffocating because of the tension in it.

There was suddenly a sound of what sounded like wood cracking underneath pressure and then an animal- perhaps another monkey- gave out a call. It surprised one of the crewmen and he jumped then immediately started shooting towards the direction of the sound. That set everyone off.

Someone gave a gruff call of "Fire" and every gun was shooting. My arms shot to cover my head, unsure where every man was placed and scooted closer to Jimmy. I saw his arms grip the gun and his muscles tense. He knew that wasn't Mr. Hayes or Jack giving an order; I knew if I had been in his position, I would've been like the rest of the men. Shooting into the unknown.

I looked up and saw Jack, whom must've followed Mr. Hayes up, spin around and he pulled his gun out, prepared to start shooting at whatever the other men where shooting at. Mr. Hayes immediately looked furious and leapt down from his spot, shouting.

"Cut it out!"

He walked through the chaos of men, whom had mostly ignored his command and continued to call the men to stop. "Hold your fire!"

My eyes darted everywhere and in seconds of Mr. Hayes leaping down from his sentry spot, he walked right by me. I looked down quickly, shadowing my face from his sight hopefully and my eyes burning holes into the ground as a nervous sweat broke out on my neck. When I gave a peek up, he was already gone and along with Jack. Jimmy had also disappeared from my side.

Mr. Hayes and Jack stood about two yards or so in front of me and again Mr. Hayes called out. "Hold your fire!" The command was deep and loud; every man listened and the gunfire ceased to exist. And so we waited.

The air became thick like it was before the shooting. I stared towards the other side of the woods, watching with wide and scared eyes. A bright red light came and I looked up to see Mr. Hayes holding a lit flare, to give us a bit more seeing ability. Perhaps that was the bad plan; weren't animals attracted to odd, unnatural, glowing things at night?

I gulped nervously and my forehead had a thin layer of wetness on it.

Then I heard it roar and saw a giant creature burst through the dead branches, swinging its head with ease to get through. Behind the snout and eyes and face of the creature, was a flat, oval-like piece that had spikes protruding out of the side of it. On the snout of the creature, it had a little ball of muscle or bone- I couldn't tell. I also did not really care for getting that close to the creature to tell if it was muscle or bone. We scattered as it came roaring towards us. I got another glimpse of it.

Beside the little mass on its nose, two very sharp and strong looking horns spiked out from its skin. The creature was also huge and obviously very angry. I think I would be too if someone was shooting in my forest.

The creature came straight towards and everyone fled in different directions. I knew that I could fit underneath the roots but as I eyed up the monster's thick and wide feet, I decided against it. So I was stuck running. I raced the way it came while most men turned and fled the other way. But we weren't fast enough. It reached us in heartbeats and stomped, roared and swung its massive head. I heard a yell and saw someone flying.

I saw two men rolling and diving for cover underneath the monster's feet and realized they were in fact Preston, clutching the camera for dear life, and Carl trying to get to Preston and the camera. I watched in awe as he was able to slide in between two roots and get away from the creature. Then I gritted my teeth and raced back towards them. Every step as I got closer and closer to the creature, screamed for me to turn around and flee. Every step was heavier and harder to do than the previous one.

Just as I neared the creature, barely out of its tail's way, Jack leapt into the scene and dove to Preston's aid. I was close enough to hear him say, "come on, come on!" as he grabbed Preston by the armpits and try to drag him away. As Preston barely avoided the creature, crawling into a tight spot, Jack was left in the creature's way. The monster swung its head and Jack went flying, hitting a tree and slipping to the ground. As the creature turned my way, its tail directly in my line of scent, I dropped to the ground and on my stomach crawled to a bundle of fallen branches and roots.

I realized the creature was now specifically after Jack and again, I went against my own instincts and wiggled out of my hiding spot. I was behind the beast now, ducking and scarcely avoiding the tail. As I leapt to the right side of it, I saw Mr. Hayes climb up from behind a giant log (with Jack still beneath the beast's front legs) and fired his gun rapidly. Men leapt up beside him and did the same thing. The creature slowly swung its head away from it, since they were directly hitting its head, and fell with a massive thud that felt like it shook the whole forest.

I leapt back from the beast, racing around it to see the few men settled by the log and Jack panting up against a log. I immediately made sure my face wasn't showing completely and walked over to the log, stepping on it and then sliding over the other side. I made sure not to look at the creature's shot and bloody face. Suddenly, someone stepped out of the darkest and I almost yelped out of fright if I hadn't seen his blue eyes first.

"Are you okay?"

I would've been a bit sarcastic with him if I hadn't just realized I was about to throw myself in front of death to save a man. I suppose I was still in a bit of shock and still a bit nervous and scared. I nodded slowly, biting my tongue to keep from asking a flood of questions. Why did he leave my side? Where was he? Was he shooting? I knew better than to ask the questions and so I didn't. Together, we walked from behind the log and followed the group.

I heard someone ask up in front, "Weren't these things supposed to be extinct?"

I took a few fast paced steps, leaving Jimmy's side reluctantly, and noticed Lumpy already smoking. He's the one who answered the question as he glanced at the dead beast.

"They are now."

As we gathered and re-organized ourselves- seeing who was gone or dead, seeing what we had left of our supplies and so on- I saw Preston and Carl near the beast's still slightly moving tail… filming. I felt my face twist in disgust but quickly turned away and masked it to a blank expression. Jack and Baxter walked a few feet in front of me.

"What hell kind of place is this?" Baxter asked.

I merely shook my head and after shifting my canvas bag's straps on my shoulders (I felt blessed on how I was able to keep a hold of it during the chaos), followed behind the men who were already moving ahead.