Chapter Two: World of Trouble
It was morning now and all the survivors of the cruise ship accident were awake. Ellie and Ian had found Alan about a mile down the beach from where they were and the three of them were talking about what could've and probably did happen to the ship. After all, they were only 20 miles away from Isla Sorna.
Alan Grant scratched the back of his head; the salt in the water had dried causing his hair to mat-up. Not that he really cared; he had bigger things to worry about. Much bigger things. "If this is another of Hammond's islands why didn't he tell us about it?" Alan asked.
"Because, all he thinks about is the protection of his precious work. He doesn't stop to think about what affect this might have on the outside world. Two times he's sent people out to his islands and both times lives were lost, does that faze him any? No. He'll just continue to protect these animals until either he dies, or the animals do." Ian argued, sitting under the shade of a palm tree where the beach met the forest. Ian turned to look at Ellie, who'd been quiet for some time now. "Ellie, earlier you said something about the boat sinking. You think a dinosaur did it? How could it have been a dinosaur?" He asked.
Alan answered for Ellie instead. "Ian, there were dinosaurs that thrived in the sea. Liopleurodon for example, they eighty foot long eating machines."
Ellie looked over at Alan. "There was also ophthalmosaurus, they were only sixteen feet long and behaved much like our modern dolphins."
Ian's jaw dropped. "So, you two are telling me that he bred these gigantic monsters? Hammond's crazier than I thought he was." Ian said, then opened his mouth as if to say something again but stayed quiet.
"Yes, that's what we're telling you." Ellie said, trying to pick dried salt out from under her nails.
"How would he get the DNA though?" Ian asked, confused as to how Hammond would have done it. Before he used the blood from mosquitoes which were trapped in amber, but now there were two problems with that. There are no mosquitoes underwater, and there aren't any trees.
"Who knows with Hammond, he probably found some prehistoric parasitic organisms encased in a glacier." Ellie suggested, and then looked at Alan who nodded.
"That would probably work." Alan said, looking to Ian.
"That man has gotten himself in a lot of trouble with the entire dinosaur cloning business." Ellie said.
"Yeah, and he's going to be in even more if I get off this piece of rock." Ian growled.
Ellie sighed. "I just hope that aquatic dinosaurs were the only thing bred on this island, because if not, we're in a world of trouble."