There is something missing from our world. The amazing creatures that time has left behind. But what if we could bring them back?
What if extinction didn't have to be forever?
We are going on a safari with a difference as wildlife adventurer Nigel Marven plunges into pre-history to rescue creatures on the brink of extinction. His plan is to bring them back to the safety of the present and give them a second chance.
On his ninth mission, Nigel goes back to the Miocene to rescue one of the largest flying birds ever!
Welcome to the ultimate wildlife refuge!
Welcome to Prehistoric Park!
The Miocene Shadow-Maker
Early October is a time of celebration for Prehistoric park for many reasons. Just last week Nigel had found mates for four of the park's residents.
The creatures had also finished their successful breeding season, with the Ceratopsids, Edmontosaurus, Leptochamops, Dumfregia, Meganeura, and Parasaurolophus laying eggs, and Didelphodon, Toxodon, and a female Smilodon being currently pregnant.
The Cave Bear had also woken up from his hibernation and Bob and Suzanne were constantly making sure that he gains weight.
But possibly the biggest development of all, Bob and his team had finished building the aviary.
Sure they have the Jiufotang Formation aviary but that is just a tenth of the size. It's so big that they had to build it on another island. Isla Pena is a small island East of Isla Sorna.
It took Bob and his team 4 months to build the monorail, aviary, and everything in between such as walkways and buildings. So to celebrate the huge building success, Nigel is planning on rescuing the second biggest bird to ever fly.
In Nigel's bungalow, Nigel is looking over the medical files of all the park's residents.
Besides two Parasaurolophus, one baby Phorusrhacos, and a male mammoth who has flakes, everyone in the park is healthy and happy.
"All of our animals here at the park are susceptible to foodborne diseases. These two Parasaurolophus have a disease that I can't pronounce that they got from a plant that was in their habitat. However, there is one type of animal that has developed a way of avoiding these diseases. Vultures, most vultures have bald heads to keep the many different bacteria and diseases in their food at bay. The biggest vulture to ever exist lived about 7 million years ago during the Miocene, Argentina. Argentavis grew to have a wingspan of up to 21 feet long and stood 6 feet tall. This is going to be a great test for Bob's new aviary." Nigel squealed.
At the Cave Bear exhibit, Bob had just finished placing a cow carcass in the exhibit and was now leaving the bear to tear it apart.
He was still groggy from the narcotics from Suzanne's tranquilizer dart. Ever since he woke up the Cave Bear had gained 12 pounds, he was looking good.
Suzanne had been weighing him once a week to keep charts and how they could improve the process.
"He is doing great, a lot better than he would back in 10,000 B.C. Siberia,"Suzanne reported. "I've got to go, I have to check up on the Baby Phorusrhacos and give him his usual supplements."
She left for the Santa Cruz Phorusrhacos Sand Dunes.
On the Southside of Isla Sorna, the park's hanger door slid open, kicking up dust.
Nigel and Newt sat in seats on top of the park's airplane, nicknamed Tayir, from the Arabic word for bird.
Jim, Ted, and Katrina looked on the catwalk and waved, while Jim still had to be careful, they would all have joined Nigel if they all fit on the plane.
Gavin, one of Bob's workers opened the portal.
Nigel drove the airplane up and through the portal.
Under them, the grasslands were filled with herds of herbivores and packs of carnivores.
The majority of the land was grassland with only small patches of small trees and bushes to offer cover and shade from the hot, summer sun. It looked like the Santa Cruz formation all over again. Except, for one big difference.
Instead of the traditional Toxodon of the Pleistocene, there were creatures like the Adinotherium, the old cousin of Toxodon and the familiar forms of Macrauchenia.
"That species of Macrauchenia is probably much smaller and less complex than the ones we have back at the park because they were just starting to become their own species," Nigel informed.
"Hey, Nigel, I read somewhere that Argentavis was a glider, and flew from North to South, with the currents, do you think that's true?" Newt asked.
"I don't know but I also heard that and just to test it, here," Nigel threw Newt a compass which he barely caught. "When we spot one check the direction it's flying," Nigel ordered.
"Aye-aye captain.".
They didn't have to search for long to find a carcass.
"Hey, Nigel look down there, there are some⦠Phorusrhacos? That can't be right, phorusrhacos didn't live during this time!".
"Very true, this is what Phorusrhacos evolved from, these are Procariama, the smaller, lesser-known, Phorusrhacos. We should probably park this somewhere and walk over, Argentavis was a scavenger after all." Nigel said.
They parked the Tayir in a small ditch where it wouldn't be found and walked over to the kill.
The Procramia were definitely smaller than the Phorusrhacos. At 2 feet tall, the pair were dwarfed by the Phorusrhacos which stood at a respectable 8 feet tall.
"This is why the terror birds went extinct, for some reason they thought it would be a good idea to grow smaller, which in turn made them easier targets for bullying and killing. However, they had one thing going for them, the majority of their bodies were a light brown plumage that hid them well in the savannah grass."
Their wings and tails might as well not have even been there, they were so small. The skin that shown on their feet and head was a darker black.
It seemed that they had managed to kill a baby Adinotherium. They were each feasting on a leg which was a good portion of themselves. However, while camouflage can hide the predator, it can't mask the scent of fresh meat.
"Nigel, look at that over there!" Newt exclaimed. He pointed off to the right of them and the Procramia.
Stalking behind a boulder was a creature about the size of a small jaguar, it was squatting, making it difficult for Nigel to make out its color but there was one thing that he noticed instantly, it's two huge saber-like canines. They were about 6 inches long and were tucked into a pouch.
It slowly stalked towards the Procramia but as his body reached a small shrub, he snapped a twig and lay down. The Procramia looked at his direction but didn't see anything, yet they still ran away.
"What miserable creatures." Newt sighed. Nigel shushed him.
The mystery animal ran towards his next meal.
Nigel was now able to get a better view. It was the exact same color of the grass but had a white underbelly and white stripes along its back.
"That is Thylacosmilus, the largest land predator around, and a marsupial which means this is a male, there's no pouch. Let's rescue it!" Nigel said as he snuck up on the young marsupial.
Newt grabbed the portal sticks from his backpack and threw them to Nigel who set the portals in place. Newt held the portal activator in his hand and waited for the signal. Nigel snapped a twig on the same shrub.
The sharp snapping noise startled the Thylacosmilus who'd just started eating at the throat of the Adinotherium. He spun around and saw Nigel slinking back to the portal. The Thylacosmilus roared and ran at the threat. Once he reached 10 feet from Nigel, Newt turned the portal on and the marsupial ran through unknowingly.
Back in Prehistoric Park, Bob is watching as a cage heads off to Isla Sorna on a helicopter.
"I had the portal set up so it would open in the Argentavis because Nigel promised that he wouldn't rescue any extra animals. So now whatever that one is has to live in a holding pen until I find a good spot to build his exhibit." Bob complained.
Back on Isla Sorna, Suzanne had finished checking the mystery predator which Jim had called a Thylacosmilus. It had passed with flying colors and only had a tick which is currently being checked by the invertebrate Biologist. But Suzanne is more focused on the baby Toxodon in front of her.
She was in the Toxodon and Macrauchenia exhibit. A female Toxodon had given birth last night and she was checking up on it. He was the third Toxodon to be born in the 21st century.
The Toxodon and Macrauchenia have been living in the park for about 4 months,
"Some of the females that Nigel rescued seemed to be pregnant, over the next week we should be having two more births on top of our current two." As Suzanne explained her schedule for the next week, the Toxodon calf's little twin came running out of the brush. "Oh yes, and it seems that Toxodon can give birth to twins!" Suzanne said as she left the mother to look after her young.
Back in prehistoric Argentina, Nigel and Newt have been watching the carcass for over an hour with the only activity being the occasional passerine bird passing overhead.
Nigel was asleep when Newt shook him awake.
"Nigel, Argentavis!" He whispered. Nigel sat up and looked over at the carcass.
A lone Argentavis was feasting on the rotting meat. Flies had swarmed in the thousands since Nigel fell asleep.
"And it came from the North, so the speculation is still holding strong!" Newt informed Nigel.
Nigel also noticed that a small drizzle had started and dark clouds signaled that the weather will only get worse.
"The Argentavis won't be able to get off the ground in this weather, he's too heavy!" Newt said.
Nigel nodded and they both walked up to the Argentavis. It spun around to greet the odd duo with blood covering a majority of its bill. Newt tossed Nigel a stick and they each placed theirs down and turned the portal on. The Argentavis used his long legs to run at them and right through the portal. Nigel smiled, Prehistoric Parks aviary has its first resident.
But his happiness was short-lived.
To the left of them, about 30 yards away, a lightning bolt struck dead grass and started a fire. Within seconds, the fire was 20 feet long and 4 feet high. "We should run," Newt said. They ran off.
Back in Prehistoric Park, Bob is making sure that the glass would hold the Argentavis. He used specially made glass that was designed so that birds like the Argentavis could see it but still be strong enough to take a good bang. This area of the archipelago has been known to be hit by some heavy storms.
Currently, the male Argentavis, nicknamed Will, from the employee that he almost ate, was sleeping on a dead tree. Nigel had ordered fans to be placed in specific places of the Argentavis' part of the aviary to mimic the winds that would be needed to allow the huge vulture to get off the ground.
Watching not too far away was Will the employee, after the shock of nearly being eaten by a prehistoric vulture he was able to get a good look at it.
It was huge, its wingspan was around 18 feet and besides its yellow beak and feet, and the long white stripe running through its body only to curve at the wingtip, it was night black.
Even though you would think that the huge mass or looming colors would be the most imposing, but instead it was the eyes, the smallest part of the bird. It had color but it was hard to explain, it wasn't the welcoming soft eyes of green or brown, or even the evil, malicious black color, instead, it was a mix. Almost like he could be cruel if you got on his bad side but a good ally if you play your cards right. It gave Will mixed feelings about the creature, he respected it but he also thought he could find a way to become more than just its caretaker. Maybe, just maybe, a trainer, he'd have to ask Bob, Suzanne, and Nigel first of course, but he wanted a challenge.
Back in prehistoric Argentina, Nigel and Newt had joined a mixed herd of herbivores escaping from the fire.
The rain had immediately stopped once the lightning bolt struck. Ancient birds flew overhead, and just barely Nigel could make out the shapes of two Argentavis, probably waiting for the fire to kill a few creatures and then eat whatever burnt parts are left.
The herd was huge, Macrauchenia were the main animal, probably, this was a Macrauchenia herd and other animals joined them in their run from the encroaching fire. Adinotherium were also very numerous. To the left of them were a pair of giant sloths, but they didn't stop to find out which kind.
They were making good distance between the fire, even the slower members were keeping up. It seemed fine until Nigel noticed a huge canyon.
"Newt we have to find a way to make the herd turn or else we'll fall!" Nigel yelled. But Newt didn't hear him.
Within seconds the front of the herd was trying to turn or stop but were being pushed off. Ahead of him, he noticed a familiar primate form falling off the edge of the cliff. Newt had fallen!
Nigel had to help him but he couldn't from the center of a stampede.
He pushed a Macrauchenia to the right which in turn led a portion of the herd behind it to follow. With a small gap, Nigel ran and once he was out of the stampede, he watched as animals would try to stop but ultimately not be able to stop in time or be pushed by their herd members. The cries of the unfortunate echoed through the canyon. Thankfully one Adinotherium made a smart decision and shoved his way out to the left and the rest of the herd followed.
Nigel watched as space the partial herds used to escape the canyon were closed by the fire. Now he was trapped between a rock and a hard place, theoretically of course.
He looked over the edge of the canyon, many bodies floated along its river and a few lucky individuals that survived the fall were struggling to stay afloat.
He heard a bellow and saw the two ground sloths along with a few Macrauchenia cuddling on a low point of the river but no Newt.
Nigel felt the heat of the flames behind him but they receded as the heavy downpour returned, causing the flames to disappear. He walked past the charred ground and saw the bodies of the few that were trapped by the fire.
Not too far away, the two Argentavis that he saw earlier were feasting on a deceased Adinotherium. He would have rescued them but the portal sticks were in Newt's backpack that is in the river at the bottom of the canyon. So he just walked past.
Nigel had walked for well over an hour and the sun was setting, he had been looking for a place in the canyon where Newt could have climbed out. He had found a place where he could have and set up his tent and went to bed.
"I really hope that Newt is okay, I was walking faster then the river was flowing so I'm ahead of everything, hopefully by morning Newt will be here.".
Nigel had a hard time falling asleep and was woken by a scraping sound outside of his tent.
The cameraman went outside and was startled by a possum, who ran away at the sight of a possible threat.
The next morning Nigel had to wait for a while until all the mayhem of the fire reached the bank. First, it was the branches and trees that the herd brought down with them, then it was the bodies of the many that drowned. Some had chew marks, probably from some carnivorous fish or crocodylian. Lastly, the few survivors who were able to stay afloat. Some Adinotherium, quite a few Macrauchenia, and one of those large sloths. While there were a good number of survivors, they were only a fraction of all the original herd including the ones who were able to not fall. The worst part though, Newt never came out.
Nigel and his cameraman had been walking for hours until they found what they were looking for, the Tayir.
Almost all the vegetation around it was burnt, and it even had its own little burn scars. Thankfully it didn't explode, and it seemed that the built-in portal was still active.
Nigel pressed the button and it enveloped the airplane and the two humans inside.
Once they were back in Prehistoric Park, they got out of the plane and left it for Nick, an engineer to fix back in his workshop.
Everyone raced to greet the adventurers but then became solemn once Nigel told them about what happened to Newt.
Shannon, one of the vets started bawling, and her companions had to help her back to the clinic.
All around them people started crying, some started leaving so Nigel had to wrap up his speech quick. "From now on, I will be going alone on my missions, besides Jacob, the cameraman," but before he could finish Jim called out, "What about us?" He was referring to Katrina, Ted, and himself. "You shall be relieved of your duties and will find jobs in our other branches of work. Or, you could go home." Nigel replied.
Jim was worried about Nigel, if Newt was with them he wouldn't be talking such nonsense. He probably blames himself for Newt's death. This won't be good for Prehistoric Park. He looked at Katrina and Ted, they also looked worried for Nigel. But before they could do anything, Sammy, one of the Borealosaurus keepers came running, "The Borealosaurus, they're stampeding!" she screamed.
Jim looked back at Nigel, he was frozen in shock, this could be the second mass breakout of the park, and well over half the park's employees hadn't experienced the first one.
But this could be even worse. Prehistoric Parks inhabitant count had grown exponentially.
Nigel still hadn't said anything and it was Rodger, the head of security to yell out orders. "Suzanne, make sure that all the newer employees are to be put into a safe location, preferably on the monorail to Isla Muerta, then secure all the youngsters of the park. Bob, I want some of your most skilled builders on stand by, we'll need those broken exhibits up and running as fast as possible. I want everyone to have a tranq gun on them at all times, let's go people move!" he yelled.
Suzanne yelled for all the newer employees to follow her. Almost 70% of the crowd followed her and many more were still out in the park.
"This was going to be bad", Jim thought as Rodger guided Nigel to his bungalow.
Ted and a guard were in the camera room looking at all the chaos from a safe distance.
He watched as all the new employees boarded the monorail and pressed the button to send them back to Isla Muerta.
In another camera, the Titanosaurus herd continued their exodus to possibly the other side of the island.
They had just breached the Phorusrhacos and Smilodon habitats, thankfully Suzanne had already gotten the chicks and now the parents were more focused on finding their young than harming the small Didelphodon and Leptochamops underneath them.
"Suzanne has her hands full." the guard said.
Ted turned around and saw Suzanne in her clinic along with two of her assistants including Hannah. Suzanne was currently feeding the Phorusrhacos chicks and Ceratopsid young. She obviously hadn't gotten them all. Hannah was busy checking the incubators that held the Leptochamops and Parasaurolophus eggs. In a separate room, probably the docking area, the third vet was dealing with the bigger babies like the Incisivosaurus, Psittacosaurus, and Toxodons. Outside, some of the parents waited for their children including the Incisivosaurus parents, a Toxodon mom, and a couple of Parasaurolophus.
Jim was having a hard time focusing.
Every exhibit had been broken into, although the Bug House was intact, one of the Troodon chased a Didelphodon into the reptile section. Thankfully he was rendered useless due to the large amounts of oxygen, allowing the small rodent to escape in the thick underbrush.
Outside, Jim watched as two guards and a keeper were working together to trap the Velociraptor pack by using a net.
They were able to trap two of them but the other 3 were able to escape but ran towards him where he shot at one and hit. It was a male, leaving just a female and male.
Behind him, he could hear them spook a Torosaurus. He turned around to see a bull charge him and send him flying into a tree. He was out cold before he even hit the tree. He had a little blood trickling from a gash on his head. Two guards ran over and carried him towards the infirmary as the keeper shot the Torosaurus down and called it in.
On Isla Pena, Will and a couple of other keepers were completely unaware of the chaos back on the main island until the monorail arrived.
Will and another keeper walked over to see who arrived, they didn't see anyone through the glass.
The driver was revealed when the doors opened and a little Didelphodon and Leptochamops came scurrying out.
"You get the rat, I got the lizard," Will ordered.
Soon they had the little stowaways in carriers and one of the keepers were calling Bob but to no prevail.
Without the head park keeper, Will took charge."Okay, something is wrong, I want one or two of you to stay here and make sure that no other creatures make their way here, the rest of you come with me, let's find out what's wrong." As the doors closed behind the 6 keepers that were heading to Sorna, the two that stayed behind waved goodbye and got into position.
Katrina and a few vets and keepers were checking up on the captured animals who were at the holding pens.
Not many animals had been brought in yet. Besides the creatures at the clinic, the Phorusrhacos and Smilodon parents, a couple of Didelphodon, one of the Leptochamops, about half the ceratopsid herd, two mammoths, and five Macrauchenia, no others had been called in.
It was taking longer than the last time to gather all the escaped animals.
A few loaded Tranquilizer guns were leaning against the wooden wall. She remembered to stay close incase a creature wandered in. Good thing she was near to, because just when she was about to come down to water the Smilodon pack, a keeper and a guard came running out of the vegetation with the Cave Bear behind them. Thankfully they were able to climb the ladder before the Cave Bear could reach them and she shut the door behind them.
"All right, at this rate, we'll be done by tonight!" she said trying to sound optimistic.
They were cornered!
Bob had been walking two of the new employees over to the monorail when they were ambushed by the T-Rex family.
While they were running, the male Sinotyrannus joined in attacking them and nearly ate a young woman's head off.
They were now stuck between a cliff and four carnivorous reptiles. They had got a dart into Terrence's leg but he was just strong enough to stay afoot.
As they closed in it seemed that the fate for the three humans was sealed until the monorail parked and Will and 5 others walked out and shot down Jane, Terrence, and the Sinotyrannus male. Unfortunately, Matilda was able to make a getaway.
"Save some of the fun for us!" Will joked. Behind him, the two newbies were boarding the monorail. Bob sent four keepers to get Matilda as Will, Himself, and one other employee waited for the helicopters to arrive and load the three tyrannosaurs.
Nigel wasn't supposed to be here, he was supposed to be in his bungalow. But he had to tell someone that the Microraptor, his parrot, and the elephant herd were under it.
He was heading to the holding pens when he heard a roar in the trees.
He looked up and saw the eyes and shining white sabers of the Thylacosmilus.
"How did he get out." Nigel thought. The Thylacosmilus exhibit wasn't even built yet and it was currently being held in a temporary pen.
Nigel reached for his gun but realized that he forgot it back in his bedroom.
He could see the muscles of the Thylacosmilus' legs tense, he was about to leap.
This was the end, the end of Nigel's legacy. Hopefully, one of the employees would take charge and become a leader, preferably Jim or Bob.
The Thylacosmilus roared and leaped but was cut off when the head of a mammoth head intercepted the ancient marsupial. Nigel jumped back as the mass herd ran past him. It consisted of the mammoth herd, Elasmotherium, Toxodon, a few Macrauchenia, and Theo and his mate. The Thylacosmilus landed on the ground and was just barely missed by an Elasmotherium horn. It was about to run into the forest when Carter shot it with a dart and it quickly fell.
Nigel looked behind the herd and saw almost 10 keepers shooting any animal straying away from the herd. He heard yelling to his left when the lead mammoth turned the corner.
"I guess I was closer than I thought" Nigel silently told himself.
"Hey, are you okay Nigel?" he heard a voice say behind him. He turned around and saw Max walk towards him followed by Rachel and Carter. "Yeah, I'm fine I just needed to tell someone that there are some animals under my bungalow," he replied.
"Okay, we'll come with you," Max said. All four of them walked back. "It had been only a few weeks since three of their friends were killed and two more were fired." Nigel remembered.
The chaos had been going on for well over an hour before Bob made an announcement on all the creatures that were still on the run.
He read off the names, Matilda, a Toxodon, 4 Macrauchenia, Martha and her mate Manny, the cheetah male, and the Gallimimus. He also recalled all the employees to the Holding Pens.
It took only a few minutes for the last employee to reach the rendezvous.
"All right I want 20 of you to stay here and help out Katrina with the animals here." plenty of people volunteered. They were still nervous about Matilda and they didn't want to end up like Jim in the infirmary.
"Then I want groups of 4 scanning the coastline and 6 walking through the forests," Bob ordered.
The groups were formed and they were driven to their respective locations. Soon the Macrauchenia and cheetah were captured, shortly followed by Martha and the toxodon. Leaving Matilda, Manny, and the gallimimus.
It was going good, Suzanne had just sent her assistants to transport the young back to their parents and was now looking after Jim who was still unconscious.
She had her gun next to her incase the smell of blood attracted Matilda.
She was looking out the window when she saw the Gallimimus running across the field.
"The gallimimus are near the clinic, send the closest patrol soon." She said on her walkie-talkie. The response was a short "alright".
She grabbed her gun and ran outside but was almost crushed when Matilda's foot came down, inches from her. She jumped back as the T-Rex backed away from Manny. He swung his trunk at Matilda but missed.
Suzanne backed into her door and ran inside praying that the building would hold or someone would hurry up and get here soon. She looked outside as one of the gallimimus ran back from the South only to be shot down by a keeper. The keeper was followed by another keeper and 4 guards. One of them noticed the mammoth and T-Rex fight and alerted her friends. "Thank god it's over!" Suzanne silently told herself.
Katrina looked out over the animals in the holding pens.
In one, all the Ceratopsids there were so many of them.
In the next one over, the mammoths and Toxodons were sleeping with the Macrauchenia weaving between them.
The next one over held the T-Rexes, Tarbosaurus, and Sinotyrannus with the Smilodons, Phorusrhacos, and Thylacosmilus as their neighbors.
On the other side of the holding pens, the Didelphodon, Adocus, Leptochamops, Confuciusornis, Microraptors, parrot, jays, and armadillo were in carriers stacked up in piles with the Oviraptor and Troodon prowling outside.
The next one held the Velociraptor, gallimimus, Protoceratops, and Empress the Pinacosaurus who was making s ure the Velociraptors didn't harm any of her subjects.
The Elasmotherium, Cave Bear, elephants, cheetahs, and chickens had their own sections of the next pen.
The Deinosuchus and the Philippines Crocodile were sunbathing.
In the last pen held the Sorna hadrosaurus, Psittacosaurus, Incisivosaurus, and Stygimolochs. Everyone is accounted for.
Despite the mass amount of destruction, the experience and numbers of the employees sped up the process of rebounding.
The weeks of dormancy from the park's head made many of the employees feel uneasy, especially Jim, Katrina, and Ted, their fate in the park was still uncertain.
Will Nigel change his mind and keep them or stick to his order and let them go?
The next couple of weeks were busy for everyone, the builders repairing the exhibits and buildings, the guards making sure that none of the other animals escaped, the Troodon gave them the most trouble.
The vets and doctors had it the easiest, not many people got hurt, Jim was the only one who was seriously hurt and the Thylacosmilus was the only creature who needed tending to due to a broken rib.
It took Bob and Suzanne's persuasion to get Nigel out of his bungalow and say a speech.
"I am very proud of you all, this has gone much better than the original mass escape," his voice was shaky and nervous, "All of you have been helpful whether it be during the escapes or cleaning up the aftermath. All of you, I want to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't much of a help, I am not in any fit place to lead such an operation, which is why I'll be leaving temporarily.".
He paused for a moment and started again to stop the side chatter of astonishment.
"I will be leaving Jim the head of the expedition team and I'd like to make a contribution, or three to replace me. Max, Racheal, and Carter, may you step up," he ordered.
The three stepped up, they all seemed nervous.
"You will have the opportunity to become members of the expedition team, will you accept?" he asked.
They hesitated for a while and in the end, it took the persuasion from Jim and Katrina to get Carter and Rachel to join but it was Max who declined.
"I'm not the type who's adventurous, while I thank you for the offer, I'll have to decline." He said.
"So be it, Carter and Rachel, welcome to the team," Jim said as a greeting.
Nigel nodded his head and stepped down and walked off to his bungalow probably to pack.
The next day everyone rode the monorail to a Nigel-less Prehistoric Park.
He seemed to have left by boat during the night. It didn't affect anything though, everyone knew he would.
"Classic Nigel, avoiding goodbyes." everyone thought to themselves.
The park slowly settled down, Bob learned that the Borealosaurus were pregnant and that's why they started migrating East.
"Well, I guess there is going to have to be some sort of fence put in a way that allows them to continue to migrate, or there is Isla Nublar. Nigel always planned using the island as some sort of safari zone, maybe we can move them there after their eggs are laid." Bob suggested.
Within a few days, a keeper had spotted the Borealosaurus digging holes and one has even started laying her eggs. The Park, even after loosing it's leader, is still a thing to celebrate.
Next time on Prehistoric Park
Jim goes back 65 million years to rescue the biggest creature to ever fly
A hot piece of rock pierces a reptilian wing
But can the new leader keep his team safe
Carter is lifted off the ground
And the biggest residents of the park lay their tiny eggs
Borealosaurus eggs plop into a depression in the ground
All next time on Prehistoric Park
Animals rescued this episode:
1 Argentavis (male)
1 Thylacosmilus (male)
Hey guys, Cowpie here. What a crazy chapter, some things to know.
May Newt rest in peace.
If you would like a little time in the upcoming chapters on a certain species or animal, feel free to tell me.
Nigel is leaving is not forever.
And of course, if you have any ideas, concerns, or comments, feel free to tell me.
Have a stupendous day!
