September 12, 1994, Atlantic Ocean 4 months post Nublar: A twin bladed helicopter roared over the ocean towards the island of Sorna. Onboard alone in the passenger cabin sat a very nervous Ed Regis as he poured over various notes collected by the HR Department regarding what was happening on the island.
"God I hope none of this is true," said Regis trembling as he read reports of genocide, deaths, and mutilations, all of which were officially rumors. "I'd sure hate to think of the madmen running loose on that island."
Mr. Regis worked for the HR Department of Ingen Bioengineering and over the last few months his department had been picking up rumors through the grapevine about strange goings on taking place on the last remaining Ingen island of Sorna, that were against company policy. But all requests to the board to receive the weekly reports had been vehemently denied with orders never to bring it up again.
"I guess something must've spooked them," thought Regis ever more worried. A week ago after no information being released, Peter Ludlow had suddenly issued a memo ordering the HR department to prepare to send someone to Sorna immediately to see what was going on there. So the HR team went through a quick and hasty search to see who was qualified to do a report on the fly and in the end Regis had pretty much drawn the short stick and been sent.
"Five minutes," said the pilot of the copter as the island was finally visible in the distance amidst all the mist ominously surrounding it. The copter tore headlong into it and began rocking slightly from the buffeting winds.
"Where's the damn beacon?" the pilot muttered up front trying to pick out what was ahead of him through the haze. Then a bright light appeared in the distance and the pilot breathed a sigh of relief. The helicopter then broke through the mist and roared over the Workers Village and Regis looked down in shock at the complete absence of personnel to be seen. He shivered, whether from the cold or not he couldn't tell, as the copter came in to land on the helipad just above the roof of the Operations Building. Leaning against the railing just outside the pad was a scientist with a lab coat on with his arms crossed looking up at the copter. As soon as it landed, Regis reluctantly disembarked as the thing took off immediately into the sky and away from the island. Regis watched it go before sighing and gaining his composure.
"Hi, I'm Ed Regis," said Regis holding out his hand to the scientist. To his relief the other scientist smiled and shook his hand.
"I'm Jake Whitacre, chief scientist of Ingen's facility on Isla Sorna otherwise known as Site B," responded the scientist.
"Nice place you have here," said Regis looking out at the mist filled village below them.
"It could almost be paradise. So what brings you to our fair island?" asked Jake amicably as he took some of Ed's bags and they both descended the staircase into the Operations Building.
"I'm just here to make sure that the remaining personnel on this island are being taken care of," responded Regis as they entered into the vacant building.
"Cool. Well as far as I know they're fine," said Jake as they advanced out into the empty village.
"How many people are left on this island?" asked Regis confused by the complete lack of personnel.
"75," responded Jake simply.
"75!" Regis shouted.
"Yep," responded Jake as they passed a building where a pair of workers were looking at a blueprint and fitting a door where before there had just been a wall. "There are about twenty-five people in the village itself with ten of them being scientists, the remaining fifty or so are scattered about the island struggling to maintain the basic facilities on this island."
The two entered into a long bungalow and advanced down a hallway with rooms on both sides of it. A couple workers passed by and gave Regis a curious glance before moving on. They approached a room which Jake opened and dropped Regis' luggage inside.
"Why don't you get some rest," Jake suggested. "It's probably been a long flight and I bet you have a busy day tomorrow. Besides, I have a couple things to take care of and it's probably best if you're not wandering the island on your own."
"Why not?" asked Regis wondering if he was concealing something.
"Let's just say the fences haven't been operating at 100 percent efficiency lately," said the scientist grimly before leaving and closing the door. Regis' eyes went wide-open at that statement as he finally noticed the roars of the jungle and that they now seemed to be closing in on him. Jake meanwhile left the building and headed back to the main building as he entered and found Gerry working on a diagram of the island.
"You ready?" he asked as Jake sat on the table. Jake sighed.
"Yeah," he said reluctantly. The two got up and walked down to the computer bay.
"So how's the HR guy?" asked Gerry. "I saw you two walk by but that was about it."
"He's harmless," said Jake waving it off. "He'll come, report the truth, and then nothing will come of it. Quite frankly I have more important things to be worrying about at the moment."
Gerry nodded as the two advanced into the control room and sat down at the main computer. He turned it on and then advanced through several screens before reaching one reading: Deactivate Fence, Y/N? Gerry typed in a number for the stegosaurus pen and looked at Jake reluctantly before holding his head in agony. Normally fences couldn't be deactivated unless the motion sensors detected no life forms in the pen itself. In the event of an emergency, or if the system was hacked into, the fences could be allowed to fail even with dinosaurs still in them. In order to keep power to the carnivore fences, and given the fact that ELE could never work fast enough to accommodate the continual loss of power on the island thanks to the decaying facilities, action had to be taken.
"We can't afford to wait any longer, it's the largest pen we have," said Jake who was no happier about it than Gerry was. "If we don't do something now we'll just be dead that much sooner."
"Fine," said Gerry as he hit the Y key and a prompt came up indicating them to swipe their cards through a card reader on the side of the computer. They both entered in their security codes and then the screen indicated: STEGOSAURUS FENCES DEACTIVATED. Gerry slumped down and laid his head down in front of the computer. Jake patted him on the shoulder reassuringly before getting up and going over to the nearby radio.
"Guys the stego fence is down," he said into it. "Hopefully those idiots won't notice it for awhile, but if they go lysine mad and breach it then we'll see."
Jake shut off the radio and sighed as he hefted a massive assault rifle into his hands and cocked it before heading into the dissection room. As soon as he entered blood splattered all over him but he shook it off and advanced towards Sam inside.
"What've you got?" Jake yelled over a nearby saw being grinded against flesh and bone by another scientist.
"A week," said Sam grimly as he handed a blood smeared report to Jake as a nearby dinosaur yelled out in intense pain causing Jake to cringe at the ear splitting noise. He then shook his head at both the noise and Sam's report before handing it back to him and leaving the room, with his shoes becoming soaked in the blood coating the floor. The scientist then advanced out into the daytime sky and bounded down the steps and across the moat as he headed for a group near the gates arming themselves for another hunt.
"Where you guys headed?" Jake asked as he neared them.
"Quadrant A-14, why?" asked one of the members.
"You think you can drop me off at B-12?" asked Jake.
"Yeah I guess. Why, you planning on sinking a few battleships?" asked the worker.
"Something like that," Jake said nodding as he got in with the other members of the group and the truck roared off into the island.
Quadrant B-12: The truck roared to a halt and Jake hopped off the bed and waved goodbye as the truck took off. Jake advanced down the road before passing a jeep and noticing a single worker hunched over in the background. As Jake neared it looked like the worker was hunched over nothing but then on closer inspection a contour of a dinosaur was barely visible. It was a dimetrodon perfectly blended in with its surroundings.
"Damn," said Jake amazed as he squatted down and poked the dead thing.
"Yeah it's something isn't it?" said the worker, Logan, who was drawing a blood sample from the beast.
"How'd you find it?" asked Jake. Logan stood up and went back to his jeep as Jake followed.
"I lucked out. It turns out the thing was already dead near one of the fences and the flies and other bugs could easily see through the invisibility screen. So I quickly snuck in, grabbed the thing and brought it out here," said Logan.
"You don't think any escaped in the meantime do you?" asked Jake. Logan shook his head.
"I checked the motion sensors, it's the same minus the one I took out," said Logan as he opened the back of the jeep and pulled out a small blood testing kit and ran a scan on it.
"So how're things going?" asked Logan as he waited for the test to go through. "With the state of affairs on the island I mean."
"Not so good," Jake conceded. "As I'm sure you're aware we've now had to start cutting power to still occupied pens just to keep up with energy demand. But this is still a temporary measure and will only prolong the inevitable."
"I see," said Logan uncertainly. "But given the fact that lysine madness is going to kick in very soon it's probably pointless anyway."
"That's why we've got to overcharge the predator fences when the madness finally kicks in and that's why we need tests like the one you're conducting out here in the field to tell us when that's going to happen. Steve says a week, what about you?" asked Jake.
"About the same," Logan confirmed as he pointed to a few other vials of blood located in a holder in the back of his jeep. "Although to be quite honest, I have been getting some bizarre readings as of late when testing these blood samples."
"Such as?" asked Jake.
"I don't know but something about the hormone counts in some of the creatures I've been examining have been off," Logan said crossing his arms.
"That's interesting," said Jake already knowing the reason why. "What do you think is happening here?"
"I don't even want to think about it," said Logan shaking his head.
"Probably for the best," said Jake shrugging.
"So you do know what's going on," said Logan not necessarily accusing him but point that fact out.
"Yes," said Jake.
"But you're not going to tell us are you?" said Logan.
"No," said Jake, leaving it at that instead of mentioning that Sam and Gerry knew, the last thing he needed was the people believing a conspiracy theory was afoot here.
"And ELE is just a way to combat this…inconsistency," Logan reasoned.
"Yes," said Jake. "Well more or less, it wasn't specifically designed to but we're now using it that way."
"Thank God," said Logan breathing a sigh of relief as the machine beeped indicating its scan was finished. "So long as somebody knows and we're not all just blissfully unaware of it."
Logan took the readout from the machine and looked it over.
"Looks like this girl kicked early," said Logan. "All of her muscles are in a hyper extended state indicating intense adrenalin surging through them and then the body just gave out from under it when it slipped into a coma and died."
"Why so soon do you think?" asked Jake.
"Could have been for a variety of reasons," Logan suggested. "I really don't think it's indicative of anything."
"Alright, well see that you get these findings to Sam ASAP," said Jake getting ready to leave.
"Jake, why are you here?" asked Logan. "My report is hardly anything out of the ordinary. You could've stayed back at the base and gotten it so why here and now?"
"Because out of all the things that scare me on this island, human and dinosaur alike, the only thing that really scares the shit out of me is the dimetrodon," said Jake simply as he headed off.
"They're breeding aren't they?" Logan called to him reluctantly. Jake stopped in his tracks.
"Yes," he said finally before moving out again and leaving Logan alone with his thoughts. The scientist then looked at the dead dinosaur before him and took out a can of gasoline and doused the creature before flicking a match at it and the beast lit up in flames rising high into the sky.
"You bastards are never taking me alive," Logan growled at the burning beast before leaving in his jeep. As he drove by Jake he honked as Jake waved and was about to continue on when alarms began blaring. Logan slammed on the breaks and the car skidded to a halt as Jake ran to the jeep and opened the door and leaned in as Logan grabbed the radio.
"What's going on?" he said into it.
Operations Building: Several people were running around the control room in a panic as on the large screen in front of them the outline around a dinosaur pen began blinking in red.
"The Carnosaurs kicked early," said Gerry into a headset as he began reviewing the data on his computer screen and a computer monitor, which showed the Carnosaurs trying to rip the fence apart despite the volts pumping through it and into them.
"And from the looks of things there's no stopping them," said Sam as he entered into the room and looked at the monitor.
Dimetrodon Pit: "We can't just flood more volts through their fences?" asked Jake confused.
"Not without drawing power from the pens of the more dangerous dinosaurs currently on Sorna. And then we'd be risking a burnout on multiple fences thus further compounding our problems. You two are the only ones in that general area who can deal with this. What do you suggest?"
Logan lowered the walkie and looked at Jake for guidance. Jake sighed and thought about it for a few moments before raising his gun.
"Let's light 'em up. And somebody needs to keep the HR guy occupied so he doesn't find out about this just yet," he said simply. "Gerry you're in charge if we don't come back."
Before Gerry could reply Jake hit the power button on the radio and climbed into the passenger seat as Logan hit the accelerator and tore off into the island.
Ten minutes later: Sparks flew from the Carnosaur pit as the dinosaurs as the Jeep roared to a halt. Jake leapt out along with Logan and both looked at the struggling dinosaurs before walking to the back of the jeep and opening it up.
"What weapons have you got?" Jake asked as he laid his assault rifle on the floor while opening up a long metal case located in the back.
"Beats me," said Logan shrugging. "I just grabbed whatever was in those crates and threw it in the back here."
More sparks flew from the fence as the dinosaurs spotted the humans outside and bit into the fence even harder before letting go in pain.
"How long before they cut through that?" Logan asked worried.
"I dunno," said Jake calmly as he pulled out a pair of rifles and discarded them onto the floor as he continued searching through the crate. "That's high tensile steel in those wires but I hope you'll forgive me when I say we weren't too keen on finding out how quickly a dino could bite through them."
"Fair enough," said Logan as Jake pulled out a massive gun with a small tripod located at the end of the barrel.
"Damn John, military grade weaponry? What the hell was I thinking letting you store this on an Ingen controlled island?" said Jake to himself.
'What is it?" asked Logan.
"It's a Cobra Assault Cannon," said Jake simply as he checked the magazine.
"I thought you said you knew Pacific Pharmaceuticals was having you store military grade weaponry on Indigo back when you unveiled these weapons to us after coming back from there," said Logan.
"I did but not that they were having me store anything this deadly. This is an anti-tank gun, perhaps even able to take down a bull elephant, but there's no reason John would need one unless…unless," Jake began repeating as his eyes widened.
"What?" asked Logan confused.
"You bastard!" shouted Jake suddenly.
"Excuse me?" said Logan shocked at the outburst.
"You lied to me, you did know about Nedry! You knew, you knew and you didn't tell me," Jake continued ranting at no one in particular. "I'm gonna kill you for this you little sh-."
"Jake!" Logan interrupted. "The issue at hand."
"Right," said Jake shaking off his earlier train of thoughts. He grabbed the assault rifle and the Cobra Assault canon, which he slung the barrel behind him to rest against his neck with the barrel pointed backwards as he climbed onto the roof of the jeep and rested the assault cannon on the roof as he laid down on top of it.
"Get in the car," he said to Logan.
"What, why?" asked the scientist confused.
"Because they are going to be pissed when one of their members suddenly explodes," said Jake cocking the gun. "And I can't outrun them on foot and neither can you."
Logan nodded understanding and got in the jeep and turned it on. Jake meanwhile stared down the scope of the rifle at the dinosaurs trying to tear the fence apart as he rested his finger on the trigger.
"C'mon don't do this," he said softly as he looked at the fierce bipedal carnivores. "Don't tear through the fence, just back away."
The dinosaurs continued their attempts to rip the fence apart while screaming in pain and agony. Jake zoomed in on them with the scope and saw the madness in their eyes as a result of the lysine deficiency. Then one by one the dinosaurs fell into their comas leaving just one left who continue tearing despite the pain and madness and finally ripped through the fence.
"Oh no," said Logan looking in his rearview mirror as the beast slowly stumbled towards them, moving on will alone as its body's systems began to shut down one by one. Finally the beast began coughing up blood as its mouth foamed over and then the creature collapsed with a massive thud onto the ground as it shifted briefly, groaned, and its eyes closed. Jake hopped off the roof and hefted the assault cannon as he slowly approached the beast. As he finally reached its head, the creature looked at him weakly through its drug filled mind and then closed them as Jake swung the barrel down so it was resting against the dino's head. Jake sighed and pulled down on the trigger only for the gun to click indicating the safety was still on. Jake threw the weapon to the side and walked over to the carnosaur's neck and squatted down. The scientist then pulled out a needle and a syringe and injected the dinosaur before tossing the vial aside and walking back to the jeep.
"Let's go," said Jake to Logan as he tossed the assault canon into the back.
"What about her?" asked Logan nodding back towards the unconscious carnosaur.
"There's been enough death for one day here," said Jake. "We'll let mother nature decide its fate, it's the last of its species and I'm not getting involved this time. If it escapes from its coma that's fine, if not oh well. So let's go I need to get some sleep before I figure out how to entertain the HR guy without him losing his sanity tomorrow when I give him a grand tour of the place."
"I guess things have changed around here," Logan noted.
"Like all good creatures we must adapt to our situation and cope with it in our own way," said Jake. "Life found a way to bring the dinosaurs back from the dead I'm just hoping it'll find a way for us to survive this ordeal."
"Let's hope so," said Logan as he hit the accelerator and the jeep roared off into the jungle.