Nightfall. The survivors had hid in the trees since the attack, and
were just now coming down to salvage their destroyed camp. Of course not
much could be, but they were going to try. They had stayed in the trees
around a field, and could see countless herbivores grazing or sleeping. Tim
could name them all, but decided there was no time. The five walked until
they could make out a gray slab in the darkness, illuminated by the
waterfall, which glowed in the moonlight. It was empty, aside from various
metal pieces. "Well, nothing," he said.
The others nodded grimly. Tim realized that the group may not see their family and friends again. He spoke softly to himself, "Welcome to Jurassic Park, where survival is your only chance." ************************************************************************
In San Diego, Lex had come by Tim's apartment to see him. She had just graduated from med school, and came to tell him all her experiences. When she entered the apartment, all she found was a note on the kitchen table. It read, DEAR LEX, I'VE HAD TO GO SOMEWHERE ON URGENT BUISSNESS. THERE IS A BRIEF CASE BEHIND THE COUCH WITH INFORMATION AND SOMETHING FOR YOU. HOPE TO SEE YOU SOON. LOVE TIM.
She pulled the case out. There was a map with an X on one specific place. Under the map, was at least ten-thousand dollars? "WOW!" she exclaimed.
She looked at the X, and dropped the map; A look of horror across her face. "Why would he?" she sobbed; tears rolling down her checks.
She grabbed the phone next to the couch, and dialed a number she hadn't in a while. "Hello? This is Alan Grant," said a voice.
"Dr. Grant," she sobbed, "Tim is on Isla Nublar."
All Alan could do was gasp.
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The Ankylosaurs slept by the river, their large shell-like spiked backs shaking as they snored. The five survivors moved across the shallow part of the water. They walked until they came across another clearing, with one large building in the center. "Shoot! It can't be!" Tim said.
There was a big hole in the back, presumably from the Rex so many years ago. Tim stepped through the enormous opening in the back, and looked around. The lights were out, and little shown through in the night. "I wish we would have gotten a flash light," said Jessica.
Tim gave her a look of concern and, with all his courage, stepped into the darkness. Carrin followed then Winters, Knight, and finally Jessica. The group walked into the main lobby, feeling along the walls. Finally, they found the front, opening it; trying to get some light. They were successful, as white moonlight bathed the lobby. It wasn't that bright, but they could see a lot easier. Suddenly, Carrin heard a loud squeak. He turned, and looked for any sign of animals. That's when Winters heard one too. He turned and saw a small, green lizard hopping on some debris. He moved toward it, stepping carefully over the roof pieces. It hopped away faster; Winters going faster after it. Suddenly, he fell into a deep hole. Carrin spotted him first, and ran toward the spot. Then, tens of hundreds of the little dinosaurs, more so like thirty of them, ran out from the shadows. Carrin being their closest target, they darted toward him. He screamed in agony as the first few dug their small incisors into his legs. Others started up his back, and bit into his neck, and skull. Winters by that time had climbed out, and was rushing toward him. "Stay back!" yelled Tim, "They have a neurotoxin in their bite. If you get bitten."
Winters then backed up, and ran towards the others. They darted for the door, leaving the scream, bleeding man behind, as the compys continued to feed on their prey. With his one good eye, since one compy had punctured his other, he could see the others run out the door. He let out a final scream as the small animals bit in deeper, and darkness washed over him, as the doors shut.
The others nodded grimly. Tim realized that the group may not see their family and friends again. He spoke softly to himself, "Welcome to Jurassic Park, where survival is your only chance." ************************************************************************
In San Diego, Lex had come by Tim's apartment to see him. She had just graduated from med school, and came to tell him all her experiences. When she entered the apartment, all she found was a note on the kitchen table. It read, DEAR LEX, I'VE HAD TO GO SOMEWHERE ON URGENT BUISSNESS. THERE IS A BRIEF CASE BEHIND THE COUCH WITH INFORMATION AND SOMETHING FOR YOU. HOPE TO SEE YOU SOON. LOVE TIM.
She pulled the case out. There was a map with an X on one specific place. Under the map, was at least ten-thousand dollars? "WOW!" she exclaimed.
She looked at the X, and dropped the map; A look of horror across her face. "Why would he?" she sobbed; tears rolling down her checks.
She grabbed the phone next to the couch, and dialed a number she hadn't in a while. "Hello? This is Alan Grant," said a voice.
"Dr. Grant," she sobbed, "Tim is on Isla Nublar."
All Alan could do was gasp.
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The Ankylosaurs slept by the river, their large shell-like spiked backs shaking as they snored. The five survivors moved across the shallow part of the water. They walked until they came across another clearing, with one large building in the center. "Shoot! It can't be!" Tim said.
There was a big hole in the back, presumably from the Rex so many years ago. Tim stepped through the enormous opening in the back, and looked around. The lights were out, and little shown through in the night. "I wish we would have gotten a flash light," said Jessica.
Tim gave her a look of concern and, with all his courage, stepped into the darkness. Carrin followed then Winters, Knight, and finally Jessica. The group walked into the main lobby, feeling along the walls. Finally, they found the front, opening it; trying to get some light. They were successful, as white moonlight bathed the lobby. It wasn't that bright, but they could see a lot easier. Suddenly, Carrin heard a loud squeak. He turned, and looked for any sign of animals. That's when Winters heard one too. He turned and saw a small, green lizard hopping on some debris. He moved toward it, stepping carefully over the roof pieces. It hopped away faster; Winters going faster after it. Suddenly, he fell into a deep hole. Carrin spotted him first, and ran toward the spot. Then, tens of hundreds of the little dinosaurs, more so like thirty of them, ran out from the shadows. Carrin being their closest target, they darted toward him. He screamed in agony as the first few dug their small incisors into his legs. Others started up his back, and bit into his neck, and skull. Winters by that time had climbed out, and was rushing toward him. "Stay back!" yelled Tim, "They have a neurotoxin in their bite. If you get bitten."
Winters then backed up, and ran towards the others. They darted for the door, leaving the scream, bleeding man behind, as the compys continued to feed on their prey. With his one good eye, since one compy had punctured his other, he could see the others run out the door. He let out a final scream as the small animals bit in deeper, and darkness washed over him, as the doors shut.