Chapter One: Shapes on the Beach
It was cold. That's the last thing she could remember, the fact that the water was cold. Nothing else, she couldn't remember how she got on the island or who the other people with her were. Just that the water was cold. She couldn't remember why the ship wrecked or even the name of the ship. Only that the water was cold. It was a miracle she could remember her name. "Okay, so I remember my name…and that the water was cold." Ellie Sattler mumbled to herself, starring up at the stars. It was night; the wind was almost as cold as the water their ship had sunken into.
Ellie sat up and looked around her, seeing dark shapes lying on the beach. "The others," She heard herself say. "Maybe they remember something."
Ellie stood up and limped over to one of the shapes, looking down at it. It was a middle-aged man, wearing all black. Ellie nudged him with her foot. "Wake up." She said.
The man awoke with a loud noise. "What time is it?" He asked, taking off his sun-glasses and rubbing his eyes. He looked up at her. "Ellie, how'd we get here?" Ian Malcom asked her, sitting up.
Ellie raised an eyebrow. "How do you know my name?" She asked, curious.
Ian was a bit surprised at her question. "We were both at Jurassic Park. Remember? Four years ago?" He asked.
Ellie vaguely remembered him now. "Oh…you're the mathematician." She said, her head was throbbing now. She rubbed the back of her head and felt something wet and thick, she thought it was just the dried sea-water. Ellie brought her hand to her face, looking at her fingers. It was blood.
"Chaotitician." Ian corrected, squinting to look at her fingers. "Are you hurt?" He asked.
"Apparently." Came Ellie's answer, who immediately sat down on the cold sand. "Do you remember anything before now, Ian?" She asked, holding her hand to the back of her head.
Ian thought a minute. "I remember a cruise ship. The S.S. Survival, you, I, and one of your fellow dino-diggers Alan Grant were aboard it. It hit something, I think a reef, and we sank." Ian sighed. "And now I'm here. I don't remember anything else."
"That's more than I can remember." Ellie said, forcing herself to try and remember more details. She was starting to remember Alan Grant now, but that was all she could remember.
Ellie's eyes grew wide, as if suddenly remembering something surprising. "I remember now, though, I don't think we hit a reef. We hit something much larger. Ian, I think we hit a dinosaur, or rather, I think a dinosaur hit us." She said, she could feel her head still bleeding and hoped it would stop soon. If they were in fact on another of Hammond's islands, bleeding wouldn't be the best thing to be doing.