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's temporary substitute, Jim Lessue lunges 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 second mission, Jim travels back to the 14th Century Australia in order to rescue a mix between a Tiger and dog!

Welcome to the ultimate wildlife refuge!

Welcome to Prehistoric Park!


Lost But Not Forgotten Pt. 2

Suzanne's head spun just like the wheel of the jeep.

She tried to remember what had happened. But all she could remember was a loud rumbling and then the cry of Penny.

"OH MY GOD!" replayed in her head.

She tried to sit up in order to look for her co-worker. But she was pushed back down by her seatbelt. She was still in the car but it was upside down, the back was completely smashed. Probably crushed by a young fallen Sumaumeira Tree.

She unbuckled herself and fell on the ground.

She touched her head and felt blood running out of one of her ears.

She tried again to get to her feet, and this time succeeded. Her legs were a little shaky and her eyes were struggling to focus. The ground seemed to shake and then it rose to meet her head.

Suzanne ended up trying to crawl around. Her jeans were already soaked from the wet ground.

She pushed a large fern away only to have it slap back in her face. She then just climbed over it to see Penny lying on the ground. A smear of blood marked the path she took when she was flung out of the car. A low groan rumbled out of her throat. Suzanne quickly crawled over to help Penny up. Suzanne tried to get Penny on her feet but she was unconscious and just crumbled back down.

"Alright, I guess we're staying here." She whispered to her friend.


Back on Prehistoric Park, everyone was frantic.

"I NEED TWO TEAMS SEARCHING TO THE NORTH!" Bob ordered. Seven employees jumped into a pair of helicopters.

"Oh my god." He sighed.

Since yesterday's earthquake, three employees have gone missing and no one has seen any of the dinosaurs. Bob had started sending teams to search for everyone after breakfast. He had already sent well over half of the park's helicopters out to the island. Currently, there were 52 people searching from the air and another 67 searching on the ground.

The small number of employees left on Isla Pena and Sorna were trying to keep busy and not think of the worst.

Max was currently cleaning out the Armadillo and Jay aviary.

Currently, The White-Naped Jays and their eggs were sharing an aviary with the Echo Parakeet pair. The pair were nestled into a small hole in one of the logs. Armando the Armadillo was loving the open space with the Cemani Chickens. He was currently digging for some worms that had recently dug back into the dirt.

Max was finishing up by hiding some crickets and beetles for everyone. After placing the last batch of crickets under a rotting log, he grabbed Armando and the jays. He exited the Modern Mash building, heading for the Santa Cruz Toxodon and Macrauchenia paddock to give them their hay bales. It was nice to be able to find time to just stop and take a look around, and now with Will getting the time-consuming tasks of training the Argentavis out of the way, he was able to work periodically at Mammoth Mount which had taken a load off of Max's life.

Yesterday, he even had some free time before supper.

He had always liked where he originally worked, it reminded him of home back in Texas. Mammoth Mount was too cold for him, That was why most people choose to work where they do, Max guessed, because it reminded them of home.


It was high noon before Bob and his search parties made some progress.

They had found Andy and Alice, the Borealosaurus herd, and Zane, the other missing employee. However, they still had to find the Ceratopsids and Suzanne and Penny. But Jim knew that he'd be no help here, so he decided to head off on his next adventure.

"I am planning on going back to the 17th century Australia," he said as he passed through the portal, "to rescue the Tasmanian Tiger, or I heard Bob call it, a Thylacine." he said. Like last time, he would be going alone.

He walked through the portal and headed for a hill that would give him a good view of his surroundings.

One he reached the summit, he stopped and looked around. Now that he had stopped he was able to get a good view of his surroundings.

He was in a large bushland. A small grassland was to his West and to his North, a Eucalyptus Forest. Somewhere in the forest, a small fire burned, evident by the billow of smoke rising out of the tree-tops. Shrubs and grasses covered the majority of his surroundings and a few red gum trees dotted the area, offering some shade from the rising morning sun. Large flocks of white cockatoos flew over his head, trying to evade a bird of prey. Even though it was still morning, Jim had to take his sweater off and stuff it in his backpack.

"Tasmanian Tigers are very rare in Australia during this time, that's why I came to the continent and not Tasmania. The stress of having to deal with farmers and hunters didn't help either." he paused and gestured at the fire, "They were also pretty nocturnal so our best bet would be to wait for night. Let's find a place to settle down so we can speed things up." he whispered and headed for a large acacia tree.

He climbed onto the lowest branch and reached for the camera and his backpack to allow the cameraman to find his own branch. They tried to sleep but the blistering desert sun made both of them uncomfortable.

The cameraman was able to sleep for a minute but was instantly woken up by a frill-necked lizard that climbed onto his leg. Its sharp claws scratching at his pants. But once he jumped up, it fled back into the brush on the ground.


Back in Prehistoric Park, a motorboat drove up to the Southern Docks.

"Alright sir, that will be $45." the captain said.

He was pretty young with a yellow rain jacket and a traditional Costa Rican skin tone.

The passenger handed him a $50 dollar bill and told him to keep the change with a little chuckle.

With a couple of thank you's the man stepped off the boat and onto the path as the captain drove away, towards Costa Rica. It wasn't even 10 minutes when 5 employees came rushing over to the man.

One, shorter than the others, was struggling to keep up with his co-workers. Once the mob reached him, the man flipped off his hood to reveal a warm smile. All around him, he could hear, "NIGEL, YOU'RE BACK!".


On the other side of Isla Sorna, Bob and his team were busy organizing their second attempt to locate Suzanne and Penny.

All of the employees were clustered around Bob who was yelling orders.

"I want you three to grab a partner and split up and search around the volcano. Rodger, I want you too take your best men and search all over the Northern dense jungle," he hesitated for a second, "and I will lead a group through the South end." he whispered.

A few gasps could be heard in the crowd. Bob wasn't exactly known for his search and rescue skills. But they listened and the 6 employees got onto a helicopter to head for the volcano. Rodger was right behind them with a team of 25, Bob taking up the rear with his 17. The five helicopters flew in unison then parted. The handful of employees left on Sorna hurried to get their remaining chores done.


Carter and Ted pushed aside a large palm leaf. They were picked to be in Rodger's rescue team.

They were both having trouble traversing the dense foliage. Three more employees including Sarah, Suzanne's assistant, followed suit.

"Do you think we will find them?" Carter heard her whisper to another member of the search party. "Yeah, I think we will." She whispered back, trying to sound hopeful.

A shout heard from their left made the team quicken into a jog. Carter easily leaped over a fallen sapling, but Ted caught his foot and fell, tripping two of the other employees. Sarah passed them up and followed Carter.

The pair ran for a little longer until they came into a clearing. Katrina and Rachel were squatted down next to Suzanne and a still unconscious Penny.

"... comes in and out periodically, I think she hit her head." Carter heard.

Rachel walked over to Carter and Sarah to catch them up on the situation. As she told the story, one of the other party members, Pat, walked into the clearing.

"Oh my god, I better radio Rodger and Bob." Sarah said, and then walked to the edge of the opening.

"I have more bad news," Pat said in his Jamaican accent, "Ted dislocated his ankle on that log so Maggie is helping him get out of the…" Pat was cut off when a loud rumbling started up.

"It's another earthquake!" Carter heard Rodger yell through Sarah's radio. Sarah ran into the center of the group. All around them, large trees fell. One by one, the trees blocked their paths.

The 7 humans were trapped!


Back in the 18th century Australia, night had fallen and Jim was getting ready to head out.

He grabbed a granola bar then stuffed it into his face. The cameraman, who was already on the ground, was reaching for his bag. A thump signalized Jim and all his gear was on the ground.

With one last jump, the cameraman was able to reach his bag and the pair set off.

As they walked, they past a dried up river bed where a carcass of a wallaby was being eaten by a monitor lizard. Soon the sun was completely gone and replaced by a full moon.

Jim grabbed his flashlight and turned it on. He swung it around In order to get a better idea of his surroundings. He heard a plop and pointed his light at a small puddle in the riverbed. However, nothing much of importance could be seen just a small frog.

"Hey Jim," Jim turned around behind him. It was the cameraman, "What if that frog was one of those gastric-brooding frogs or whatever they're called.". "I mean, not that it's likely since gastric-brooding frog frogs didn't live this far south but I guess it's worth a quick check." Jim replied. They walked over to the puddle, and after finding the frog, they scooped it up and placed it in a glass jar from out of Jim's backpack.

Now that it was in a more confined area, it would be easier to identify. It was a very small frog, only a couple millimeters big. The dorsal skin of the Frog had a brown tone with dark streaks while the abdominal skin was a creamy white with occasional gray spots. Jim noticed that the skin got bumpier the closer it got to the back of the frog.

"I'm not the best on identifying frogs, I have a book in my backpack, can you grab it." Jim asked Jacob the Cameraman. The camera was moved to be set on a boulder so Jacob would have both hands free to search Jim's backpack.

It took him a minute, but he eventually found it in the very front pocket.

"Here you go". Jacob said as he handed Jim the book and took the jar.

It took Jim a while to find what he saw but he eventually found the frog that was in front of him.

"It says here that this is a Southern Day Frog or Mount Glorious Day Frog. It is actually extinct, however it'll go extinct 1979. They lived around the D'Aguilar Range, which is where we are. They prefer montane rainforests, which means that this little guy is a little lost.". Jim read and thought. But when he looked around, he noticed that there were other frogs around him. Day Frogs and others.

"It seems that this probably was an active river, there must be some sort of blockage up river, shall we go check it out?" Jim asked. Jacob agreed. The pair grabbed a couple more jars from Jim's backpack to collect some more specimens. While they walked up river they passed hundreds of frogs trying to seek shelter from the burning sun in small puddles. They tried to rescue as many as they could, and soon they had filled their jars with 10 frogs each.

The river seemed to go on forever, same with the shrubland.

Soon, the Eucalyptus Forests were out of sight and the vegetation of the shrubland seemed to become more sparse the further up they went. Jim was having thoughts of turning back to continue their search for Tasmanian Tigers when they saw the source of the blockage. A huge dam made of mudstone and clay stood 20 feet tall. Jim had found a colonist settlement.

"Well, I guess there's no way we are getting this river flowing again." Jacob said behind the camera.

Jim nodded his head.

"Alright, let's go do some snooping." Jim said before he started climbing the river bank and headed for the settlement.

The pair crept along the brush line. They didn't want to be seen but they needed to see what was happening inside.

The Colonists had built a wall out of sticks and mud but it was still fairly open. A commotion could be heard from inside.

All of a sudden, 4 men appeared chasing some sort of monitor lizard that had a dead chicken in its mouth out of camp. Unfortunately, one of the men caught the lizard and carried it into a small building. Was that a holding area for intruders? Could they have captured Tasmanian Tigers?

The pair slowly crept into the camp, sticking to the shadows cast by the rising sun.

Jim couldn't help but eavesdrop on a trio of settlers.

"Another bloody lizard." Jim heard a man say.

"That's the third one this week," Another said.

"At least they aren't as dangerous as those tiger dogs," The last one commented. The other two shook their heads in agreement.

"So that means they probably have a few." Jim thought to himself.

He led the camera towards the building the monitor lizard was brought into and, after checking that no one was inside, crawled through the window. The sun hadn't hit the window so it was dark, but Jim could still see around him. There were cages on cages full of captured animals, thorny devils, monitor lizards, small marsupials, and even a wallaby stuffed in the corner. But what he saw when he turned around made his heart both happy and sad. A large pack of Tasmanian Tigers crowded into 3 large cages.

Jim couldn't stay and count them all because he heard footsteps and whistling outside.

He jumped into a corner and hid behind a barrel. A man came in with a dirty apron. He had a long, orange, beard and a hair net made of rope.

He stumbled into the building and the sight of him caused all the animals to go into a craze.

The wallaby jumped up and down and kicked the cage, the monitors hissed, and the Tasmanian Tigers howled at him. It didn't seem to faze him as he just grabbed a cage with 3 Thorny Devils.

"I wonder how you three'll taste." he said to the 3 doomed lizards and laughed before carrying them outside.

Once the door closed, Jim was out from his hiding spot and the head of Jacob poked out from the window. Jim couldn't just rescue the Tasmanians, he had to rescue everyone!


Back in Prehistoric Park, the news of Nigel's return had spread quickly between the employees that weren't on Isla Nublar but the news had still yet to reach Bob who was still searching for Suzanne and Penny. But it didn't seem good, since the last earthquake, more bad news had been spread.

Three people had to be sent back to Isla Sorna for medical injuries, a young male Triceratops was found crushed under a tree, and five more employees had gone missing, including Sarah and Carter. No one had heard from them since the earthquake and the odds of finding them were shrinking every minute they were missing.

Bob was leading his group of now 15 along the beach. One of his members broke his ankle and needed help getting to the helicopter.

All around the remaining crew members were searching for any signs of the elusive Ceratopsid herd. They had found tracks but they stopped once on stony ground.

As time passed, horrid thoughts ran through Bob's mind. What happened to the remaining 18 herd members, did they suffer the same fate as their friend, or were they in an unreachable spot and doomed. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to let dinosaurs free-roam on the island. Normally Bob was a cheery man, but who could be cheery during a time like this?


Back in ancient Australia, Jim had a plan, first, he placed the portal down, then had Jacob open the doors to the tiger cages. With nowhere left to go, they ran through the portal.

However, one, a young adult, had a broken leg and Jim had to carry him through. After handing him off to one of the vets in the holding pen he ran back through.

He closed the portal and started opening cage doors.

First the wallaby, then what looked like a quoll, then a pair of wombats. Behind him, Jacob was releasing some thorny devils, skinks, the monitors, and a kookaburra. Jim opened the door to let the animals out while Jacob finished releasing the last of the birds and a few turtles and frogs. Jim looked out and saw that all of the settlers were running around, trying to get out of the wallaby's way and making sure that the escaped monitors weren't getting into their chickens again.

Mayhem had started.

It took a while for all of the animals to run away, especially the turtles and skinks. But soon, the kookaburra was perched in a shrub not too far away, the monitors and wallaby were nowhere to be seen, and the turtles, frogs, and lizards found holes in the fence to hide in.

Jim and Jacob looked around them, cages were smashed, a building had fallen down, and a woman had a broken arm but other then that, not too much damage had been done during the escape.

With their mission animal rescued, they had no reason to stay. They found a secluded spot where no one would see the blue glow and walked through.


Jim and Jacob looked around them, other then a pair of workers looking after the Tasmanian Tigers in the holding pen to their left. A majority of the staff team was off the island, searching for Suzanne and Penny, Jim knew, but still, more employees would be clustered around the area, trying to get a look at the park's new residents.

"Where is everyone?" he asked Maisie, one of the two present workers.

"Oh, haven't you heard the ne…" before she could finish replying, her mouth was blocked by Guy, the other person around. He gave Maisie a mischievous look, "We don't know, maybe it has something to do with your bungalow." he smiled.

Jim just shrugged and decided to head for the bungalow.


When he arrived he saw where everyone else was. They were in fact crowded in the bungalow but why?

One of the employees saw Jim approaching and whispered to everyone to let him pass. As Jim walked through them, he noticed that they all had some sort of happiness and nervousness on their faces.

As Jim neared the desk he realized that someone was sitting in the chair. Instantly an idea popped into his head.

As he neared, his idea was proven right. The man who was in his chair stood up, revealing Patrick the Scarlet Macaw and Patty the Microraptor eating nuts and grubs. The man walked around the desk then stood in front of Jim.

"Okay Nigel, you can lift your hood up." Jim laughed.

"Ah, didn't I look intimidating though?" he shook Jim's hand.

"Totally." Jim agreed.


The crowd left to give the two some privacy.

"So, how have you been?" Jim asked.

"Oh you know, I did some traveling, volunteering, I even went to Pleistocene Park, it was so cold. And they are pretty accurate," Nigel replied "How has it been here, catch me up.".

"Oh, okay, well, after you left I went to add more inhabitants to the aviary, Quetzalcuatlas, but I also rescued a herd of Bravoceratops and a bunch of Alamosaurus hatchlings. Then I went back to the 15th Century to rescue dodos and I also rescued a pair of Echo Parakeets and was gifted a Rodrigues Fody named Cranberry by, get this, one of your ancient relatives!" Jim informed. Nigel's eyes grew huge, "Really, do you know their name?". "Daisy Marven." Jim replied. "Hm, sounds familiar.".


Nigel pondered on that while Jim gave him a tour of the new inhabitants. They started at Dodo Beach where two males were fighting over some of the rocks in the area while the rest of the flock was sleeping under a fan-palm tree. Not too far away, the Stigymoloch were browsing on some of the native bushes in their habitat.

They then went to the Modern Mash Building where Cranberry was hopping from one perch to another, singing his song. The Echo Parakeet pair was spending most of their time in a cavity in a fake tree that was supposed to represent a Canarium Tree, "I wonder if the pair is going to nest soon?" Nigel inquired.

"I hope so." Jim responded.


Nigel's private tour ended with the Tasmanian Tiger exhibit. It was situated not too far away from Thylacosmilus Climber in the Northern parts of the island.

The pack of 7 Tigers was prowling around their new territory, making sure there were no intruders. The females were clustered around what seemed to be a den. Their tan skin blended in well with the dried up grass making it difficult to find them. But usually if you found one, you'd find the others.

Joey, the one with the broken leg, now had a cast on and was limping from tree to tree and from rock to rock, trying to figure out every interesting scent.

Behind Jim and Nigel was a pond. It held the many frogs that Jim and Jacob rescued along the dried up river. There were around 40 frogs, including the Day Frogs, Pouched frogs, Grass Frogs, and even a few Gastric-Brooding Frogs despite where they were found . The many species were croaking, the males trying to attract males, causing an orchestra of froggy sounds. Nigel had to watch his step so he wouldn't step on a Day Frog.

They sat down to watch the Stigymoloch.

"So, where is everybody?" Nigel asked.

"Oh, you haven't heard have you." Jim asked.

"No, what haven't I heard?".

"Yesterday, we had a bad earthquake on Isla Nublar and Suzanne and Penny, one of the vets, are missing. From what I've been told, they have yet to find the Ceratopsid Herd and there are rumors that they found a dead Trike. Bob and Rodger are having the majority of the team searching for Suzanne, Penny, and the Ceratopsids as we speak." Jim informed.

"Wow, do you think we will have to bring all the dinosaurs back?" Nigel asked, he seemed very worried.

"I don't know, it's too soon to tell if it was just a random earthquake or if it means something is happening. But for now, we are leaving the current dinosaurs there but our plans to move some of the Microraptor and Hadrosaurs have been put on hold for the moment." Jim said. "Hm." was all Nigel said in response.


"How were they going to get out?" was all that was running through Carter's head.

The seven humans had been trapped in the clearing for what felt like days although it had only been half the day.

Sarah and Katrina and moved Penny and Suzanne over to a shaded spot to avoid sunburn. Suzanne had said she broke her leg while in the jeep and Penny was continuously going in and out of consciousness. Pat was making sure that nothing else was wrong with either of them. Sarah walked into the center of the clearing and tried to radio for help but no one answered. Even if someone did, nobody knew where they were exactly.

The sun was on its way down and the moon was almost visible. The only sound the seven humans heard was the wind whipping through the trees and branches and leaves. Everyone had small splinters and cuts from the fallen trees and jagged-edged branches.

Pat and Suzanne had already settled down for the night but Carter was still patrolling the edges of their natural prison. Carter accidently stepped wrong and a sharp pain ran up his leg. He winced.

Not too long ago he tried to climb out, using the trees and footholds but he slipped and maybe had sprained his ankle. But now that everything was quiet, Carter could hear something that he couldn't before. It was almost quiet thunder.

"Hey, do you hear that?" Carter asked his fellow captured.

Sarah's eyes grew large.

"Get away from there, everyone on this side, quick!" she yelled. Carter ran over to her while Pat, Rachel, and Katrina helped Suzanne and Penny.

By the time everyone was where Sarah wanted them to be, Carter noticed that the thunder was louder and it was increasing in volume.

Carter figured it out just when the herd breached the wall. The three horned dinosaurs continued on, leaving the once trapped humans two holes to walk through. The Triceratops and Torosaurus might have just saved their lives!


As Katrina and Rachel helped Suzanne and Penny, Pat ran ahead to try and find some help.

Carter and Sarah walked by, ready to swap with the other two women if they got tired. It's a miracle that Penny was still alive, even if they found help, Penny's fate wouldn't be certain. But things started looking up when they heard footsteps.

They were saved, Pat had found Rodger and the rest of their group.

"Come on you six, let's get you back." Rodger reassured. "Rodger to everyone else, we found em," one of the group members announced through their radio. Hoots and cheers could be heard. Once they died down, the group member also announced that the rest of the Ceratopsid Herd was alive. While the day started out bad, it ended better than anyone would have hoped for, everyone was safe and almost all of the dinosaurs survived.


Over the course of the next week everyone's main focus was on fixing up Isla Nublar and making it safe again, but those who had time flocked to see the new Tasmanian Tigers and maybe take a nap on the many benches that surround the Frog Pond. One of the employees even released their neon tetras into the pond which they had on Isla Muerta. The school of little fish helped to give the pond even more color.

Penny stayed in Emergency Aid for the rest of the week, her condition wasn't getting any better, but she wasn't getting any worse. Her family was allowed to come visit her but was only allowed to explore the Modern Mash building and surrounding exhibits.

Suzanne was forced to be in a cast and was ordered to stay on Isla Muerta.

She liked watching the Thescelosaurus and Edmontosaurus wander in and out of view. The two park employees that stayed on Isla Muerta to monitor the free-roaming dinosaurs were also good company.

Currently, the two were dumping of bales of hay for the Edmontosaurus. The babies and Thescelosaurus playing not too far away. Maybe being bed-ridden won't be so bad.


Everyone was happy that Nigel was back, however, there was no doubt that people were still unsure if he was fit to lead Prehistoric Park.

Bob tried to catch Nigel up on all of the updated processes such as making sure that Matilda and Terrence were separated at all times and to keep the Leptochamops eggs at a constant temperature.

Even though Jim would no longer be in charge, he was glad. He could see why Nigel felt like he wasn't fit. It was a lot of work and now that Nigel was back, the team was all back together, everyone except Newt.


Nigel sat on the ground. In front of him lay Newt's grave. Of course there wasn't anything in it but only a gravestone, picture, and many wilting flowers. All the other graves of former Prehistoric Park employees and animals were lined on both sides.

Isabelle, Leah, Emmett, and Chase each had their own graves with pictures and wilting and dead flowers.

Not too far away, the grave that was to represent the unlucky Triceratops that died during the earthquake.

He heard footsteps behind him. He turned around to see Bob, Jim, Ted, Katrina, Rachel, and Carter all walking towards him.

Ted was limping due to his sprained ankle.

All six employees sat or laid down alongside Nigel, mourning their lost friends and acquaintances.

Behind Bob, Thump and Stump were whimpering by the dead Triceratops' grave.

"Do they know that the grave represents a dead dinosaur?" Katrina asked, "No, they probably smell him, we actually buried him." Bob answered.

"That must have taken a long time." Carter sympathized, "You have no idea.". The group laughed.

The noise caught the attention of the two Ceratopsid children.

Thump was first to them due to him being much bigger than Stump. He was up to Bob's shoulder with Bob sitting down while Stump was only up to about half of his torso.

Maybe not everything will be the same but some things will never change.


Next time on Prehistoric Park:

Nigel goes back 145 Million years back to rescue some of the smallest dinosaurs ever!

A small turkey-sized dinosaur nibbles at Nigel's leg.

And Prehistoric Park has its first sauropod hatchening!

Hundreds of small Borealosaurus waddle away from the beach

But it soon turns deadly!

Terrence eats 3 hatchlings in one bite.

All next time on Prehistoric Park!

Animals Rescued:

7 Tasmanian Tigers (2 males 5 females)

3 Gastric-Brooding Frogs (2 males 1 female)

8 Southern Day

10 Pouched Frogs (6 males 4 females)

14 Spotted Grass Frog (7 males 7 females)


Hello everyone, Cowpie here.

Again, not much to say, I hope you're happy Nigel's back!

If you have any ideas on how I can make this story better I'd be happy to hear them.

And as always, have a miraculous day!