Embryonics Administration, Isla Sorna: Jake Whitacre and Henry Wu marched up the stairs into the building, which was virtually deserted. That suited the two scientists just fine as they had work to do and wanted to be undisturbed. They walked through the lobby and straight into the production area. They walked along the catwalk over the incubation chambers, tanks, and other genetic technologies. Amongst the work areas, some scientists mulled about examining their work while a couple janitors swept up the area. They each waved to Jake and Henry who waved back, but the two otherwise continued on their journey.

After traversing the length of the large chamber, the two finally walked down a metal staircase to the ground floor. After walking past a row of tanks containing various dinosaur fetuses that hadn't reached maturity and were being analyzed for possible genetic defects, the two arrived at a pair of large steel doors built into the wall. Pulling out his keycard, Henry swiped it in the card reader and the sound of the doors unlocking was heard and then they slowly slid apart while mist then drifted outside. Inside were numerous embryo cold storage containers.

"If Dodgson knew these were here do you think he still would've hired Nedry to steal the embryos from Nublar?" Jake asked, curious what his friend thought.

"Maybe Dennis contacted him and never told him about Sorna," Henry figured. "After all, it's not like he ever had a reason to be out this far into the island once the Crays were online."

Jake pulled up one of the cryogenic units and glanced through the embryos inside. He pulled an embryo for the Tyrannosaurus Rex, told Henry the unit number on it, and then placed it in a small portable freezer before closing the cryogenic chamber. Henry meanwhile made a notation on a clipboard hanging on the wall with what embryo was being taken and for what reason; in this case, research.

The two then exited out of the embryo chamber and the metal doors slid shut behind them. Without wasting a moment, the scientists then immediately headed for the genetic testing labs in the building.

UCLA, Berkley: "Ancient diseases?" asked the scientist friend of Sarah Harding's as he looked over the amber piece the two Harding sisters had brought him.

"Yeah," said Jess Harding with a nod of her head. "Mosquitoes carry diseases and I'm guessing that one is pretty old."

"Except while some companies do dabble in ancient diseases, it's mainly to understand where current diseases came from," the scientist mentioned. "Older diseases aren't around as much anymore because either the human body overcame them and they can't do anymore damage, medicine was made to boost the body's immune system, or the diseases mutated to become the more virulent forms we know of today."

"Oh," said Jess completely unaware of that fact.

"Besides, while InGen keeps a lot of things secret, I do know they're not a pharmaceuticals company," the scientist continued. "Who are their head scientists?"

Sarah immediately flipped through her notes and found the information she'd dug up earlier.

"Doctors Gustavius Graves, Jake Whitacre, and Henry Wu," she answered. The scientist turned thoughtful at that.

"Doctor Graves is a really well known biogenetics researcher," the scientist began. "He was involved with the Human Genome Project for a few years trying to completely decode the Human DNA strand."

"Why would InGen want him?" asked Sarah, curious. "I don't think they were ever involved in that sort of work."

"No, I don't think they were either," the scientist agreed. "Although, Dr. Graves primary background was in animal research. I think I read somewhere that he worked on the genome project in the hopes that he could apply what they were learning about decoding human DNA strands with animals as well. Figure out what sort of creatures they were and what they could become, things like that."

"You're talking about evolution," Sarah stated. Jess's head slowly rose up upon hearing that word. Faint images began to pass through her field of vision and she could hear mumbled words that she couldn't fully make out. She shook her head to try and get rid of them.

The scientist nodded his head. "That might explain what he's doing working with Whitacre and Wu, who are also geneticists," he offered. "Those two became famous when they received their Ph.D.s while only halfway through their doctoral program at Stanford after successfully cloning that dodo bird."

"Oh, that's right," said Sarah recalling the whole event back when she was just starting out in college. "I remember it caused a lot of debate among animal behaviorists about whether or not studying the creature's actions would have any relation to how the extinct creatures lived."

Hearing the word "extinct" immediately thwarted Jess's attempts to stop the visions in her head as now they flashed with more clarity and greater intensity while she heard voices cry out in confusion and terror along with the sounds of creatures she couldn't recognize. A feeling of fear came over her and she held her head in her hands and clenched her eyes tight to try and stop the images and noises. It wasn't working.

"As I recall, shortly after they got their doctorates they bailed on Stanford and set up their own genetics company out in Palo Alto," the scientist continued. "It didn't last too long because InGen came knocking on their door and bought them out. The two went to work for them and ended up back under the guidance of their former advisor at Stanford, Norman Atherton, who was also hired by InGen."

"Let me guess, another geneticist?" Sarah asked. The scientist nodded.

"Also involved with animal research," he further clarified. "He passed away around twelve years ago."

Sarah figured this was interesting information, but needed to relate it back to her search. "So they're geneticists who work with animal DNA and two of them work with extinct ones. So I guess my next questions would be, how old is that mosquito and what animals might it have been sucking blood from?"

The scientist spun over in his chair and looked at an analysis program he'd been running and read the computer screen.

"Wow, this sucker's old. I can't give you an exact date, but the carbon dating analysis I started running as soon as you let me see that fragment puts it at about 175 million years in the past," the scientist determined, impressed that something had lasted so long.

"What was going on then?" asked Sarah, a little oblivious to events that far back.

"That was the Jurassic period during 'The Age of Reptiles'," the scientist answered. The word "Jurassic" caused Jess's entire body to start involuntarily shaking as the images flashed faster and faster with more and more clarity as the phantom words she heard also became easier to hear and understand.

"So you're saying this thing was biting dinosaurs?!" said Sarah incredulously as she took the sample back from him. The word "dinosaur" made Jess bite down on her tongue to keep from yelling out.

"Yeah, so I guess InGen is now in the business of bringing dinosaurs back from the dead through cloning," said the scientist laughing hysterically at such an absurd idea that couldn't be physically possible. Sarah could only stare at the amber fragment as a thousand ideas passed through her head.

"Hey, is your sister okay?" asked the scientist cutting into her thoughts. Sarah turned and saw the state Jess was in and quickly rushed over to her.

"Jess, Jess, what's going on?" asked Sarah extremely concerned.

"Help me," Jess pleaded desperately as tears were seen streaming down her face. "I can't stop these images and sounds in my head."

Sarah quickly collected her things and thanked her colleague before wrapping her arms around her sister and helping her up and leading her out the door. Jess stumbled back and forth despite Sarah holding onto her and the two exited the building and Sarah took her to her jeep.

"Jess, was it something we said that's triggering this?" asked Sarah desperately as she buckled in her sister and then belted herself in and fired up her jeep. "Was it "extinct", "dinosaur", "Jurassic Period", what?" she prodded, hoping that maybe some remembrance of the events that had caused Jess's memory loss might cause her pain to go away.

"No, it wasn't a Jurassic 'period'!" shouted Jess fixated on that word as she shook her head violently as physical pain was now ripping through her head. "It was a Jurassic…PARK!" Upon saying those words, "Jurassic Park", the images abruptly stopped, the voices went away and the pain abruptly vanished from Jess's mind.

As Sarah Harding could only sit in wonder at what had just been said-as well as with fear for the wellbeing of her sister-Jess Harding suddenly gave a loud bone-chilling scream.

Operations Building, Isla Sorna: "Is there anything specific you'd like to know about A-1?" asked Gerry Harding curious. "I assume you read the internal report on the incident and I really don't have much to add that isn't in it."

"Just start at the beginning with the three Deinoncyhus dinosaurs," Samantha requested as she took a sip of water from her thermos. Harding sighed softly before nodding his head.

"When we first built the Park, nothing really worked right," Harding began. "The staff mainly had some security concerns if a vicious predator were to get loose during one of the many power outages we had. Due to that, the Velociraptors were placed in their specially designed pen that was directly connected to their power system. As for the Deinonychus dinosaurs, they were placed in a regular enclosure near the beach since that was about as far away as you could get from the Visitors Center.

As the months rolled on, the eight raptors would occasionally test the fences for ways out but were otherwise pretty tame. But the three Deinonychus's behavior was a total mystery. At times they would restless stalk the entire perimeter of their enclosure, but they would never bother attacking the fences. But what was really strange was that for a few hours each day, the three creatures would stand on the beach just inside the fences and stare out at the ocean towards Costa Rica completely oblivious to everything else," he continued. "It was their one behavior that was so consistent that you could almost set your watch to it."

"Were they catching some scents from Costa Rica?" asked Samantha curious. Harding shook his head.

"No, because the mainland was 120 miles away to the east and the jet stream was headed that way so they shouldn't have been able to smell anything. But they'd still stand there and look straight at Costa Rica and we could never figure out why," Harding remarked. "And then a couple years later in early '91, Jurassic Park finally experienced a catastrophic power failure to the fences. We lost power to nearly every part of the island and just about all the dinosaurs got loose from the stegosaurus to the triceratops and even the Tyrannosaurus Rex."

Samantha looked down at the A-1 Report and flipped through it.

"Nedry said it was because of rats chewing on the security system cables," she read.

"Well regardless, it was a complete disaster," Harding replied. "Two workers died, one was injured, and two more were mauled. We also lost a stegosaurus that the Rex decided to make a meal out of. But that wasn't even the scariest part of it all…"

Samantha didn't need to read her report to know what he was referring to. "Things really hit the fan when the motion trackers counted all the stock on the island and came up short on three Deinonychus."

Harding nodded still remembering the fear that had swept through the entire staff when that fact came to light.

"Everything went into lockdown on Nublar while Muldoon and any able bodied worker swept the entire island looking for them," Harding said, and he'd been one of them. "And we couldn't find any trace of them. Jake and Henry were then flown to Nublar so they could also look at the situation and they were the ones who first suggested looking at the beach outside of their pen."

"Where you found footprints leading out to the ocean," Samantha filled in. Harding nodded his head.

"Hammond was furious when he found out about the failure of the security system to keep the animals contained. Ludlow was mad as well because of how expensive it had been to bring those specimens to full maturity just to lose them to the ocean," Harding recalled.

"So you never thought they'd make it to Costa Rica?" Samantha wondered. Harding shook his head.

"It was 120 miles away in an ocean with unpredictable waters. Jake jokingly suggested InGen could still recoup their losses if the dinosaurs survived the swim but tensions were running so high that Ludlow practically chased him off Nublar," the veterinarian responded frankly. Samantha continued reading through the report.

"So the disappearance of a few fishing trawlers between Nublar and Costa Rica didn't raise any alarm bells?" she asked.

Harding scoffed at that. "Fishing boats had been lost around these parts for years beginning well before we set up shop. We specifically chose to put Site B in the middle of Los Cinco Muertos because the local fishermen were too scared to go there; less prying eyes or accidental visits that way."

"So when did you first realize something was wrong?" asked Samantha wanting to hear his recollection of the events rather than to read it from a stark report.

"A week and a half or so after the incident, a major American university had sent a team of researchers to the jungles of Costa Rica to catalog plants for medicinal properties under a grant from a large pharmaceuticals company," Harding answered. "After one of their excursions, they returned to find their camp completely torn to shreds. That by itself wasn't too strange as vicious carnivores such as pumas and jaguars were known to inhabit the area. What was particularly disturbing was that the team's Wilderness Environment Intruder Response Defenses had been completely useless in killing at least one of the intruders.

Plus it was what was taken that also caused a lot of confusion. All the cans of meat were ripped up but so were all the cans of beans and other foods rich in lysine. You don't find too many omnivores who can do damage like that. But what sealed the deal was that a camera had also been setup to record the camp while the researchers were away. It was knocked over in the initial attack but it picked up blurry images of three large bipedal creatures along with a distinctive roar before the unit was crushed by one of them.

Upon the team returning to civilization, the tape was immediately confiscated by Costa Rica's Department of Wildlife and they handed it over to us for analysis. It wasn't too hard to figure out what had happened to the campsite," Harding concluded grimly.

Samantha whistled softly at that as she looked at grainy photos from the video camera.

"So Hammond and Ludlow did their best to make sure very few at InGen were aware of what was happening on the mainland," she noted. "And in order to keep a lid on it in Costa Rica he immediately assigned some of the senior staff on Nublar and Sorna to deal with the problem."

"Robert Muldoon, Jake Whitacre, Henry Wu, and I were sent to Costa Rica to try and track them down," Harding continued, still a little shaken by his remembrance of those days.

"Were you supposed to bring them back alive or dead?" Samantha wanted to know. Harding sighed softly.

"Alive if possible, otherwise…," he trailed off to make his point. "Anyway, we interviewed the research team and then went out into the jungle having no idea what we were doing. Henry had managed to cobble together a tracker that would ping when we got in close proximity of the dinosaurs' tracking chips but we still wandered around aimlessly for a couple days despite Muldoon's tracking skills.

On the third day, we were having our early morning breakfast with some watered down coffee when we smelled smoke and soon saw it drifting off in the distance. We didn't even bother to pack up; we just grabbed our weapons and ran towards the flames. Soon we heard screams and shouts and we only ran faster and faster not even thinking about what we would see when got to our destination," said Harding shuddering. "And what we saw was something I'll never forget for the rest of my life."

The heat of the flames, the smell of the smoke, the visions of death and destruction, and above it all three harbingers of death came back to him as if the event had only happened yesterday.

Embryonics Administration: Jake Whitacre and Henry Wu entered into the genetics testing laboratory and found Sheila Matula sitting at one of the consoles. The female programmer turned and looked at the two scientists confused as they did the same.

"What are you doing here?" they all asked each at the same time.

"I'm shutting down the Crays because they consume too much power," Sheila answered before she blew a bubble with her gum and popped it. That wasn't something the two scientists had been expecting, but it made sense and they hadn't had many opportunities to consult the power saving schedule lately.

"Does it have to be done today?" Jake asked. Sheila nodded her head.

"I shut down two of them last week and I'm shutting down the other two today," she answered.

"But does it specifically have to be done today?" Henry insisted.

"Well, not specifically today but it has to be done before the lockdown starts," Sheila answered as she looked at the wall clock. "Which by my count is less than 33 hours away," she pointed out.

"Well we only need one Cray for the next 24 hours so shut down one Cray today and the other tomorrow afternoon," Jake told her. Sheila gave him an annoyed look at his suggestion.

"I have a schedule of my own to keep and I'm answerable to Carly who is answerable to Lori about why these Crays aren't turned off," she said, refusing to back down.

"And those two are answerable to us," Jake reminded her. "So we'll deal with the consequences."

Sheila could only look at them strangely. "Why do you need a Cray for anyway, I thought further dinosaur cloning had been called off," she wondered. Jake and Henry didn't want to have to answer that question and both quickly tried to think up a different way to direct the conversation.

"She said she's really, really sorry," Henry told her, finally. Sheila wasn't immediately sure what he was referring to but gradually it sunk who he was talking about and her eyelids slowly closed to try and block out the tears threatening to form.

"Shit," she said softly with her eyes still closed.

"Who was she?" asked Jake curious. "We know she works for John Brown and Pacific Pharmaceuticals."

Sheila debated whether or not to tell them the truth.

"She's my sister," she admitted to, finally as she opened her eyes. "Are you going to tell Sam or the Board?" she had to know, a little fearful. Jake and Henry both shook their heads.

"No," Henry stated. "Not because of blackmail or because we don't want you to shut down the Crays, but because it's not our secret to tell," he said, sympathetically.

"Thank you," said Sheila grateful.

"So what was she doing with the code besides disabling the security cameras?" said Jake, asking another question.

"I'm not sure," Sheila admitted. "I'm still trying to find out."

Well, I hope you do because we'd be really interested in what John Brown wanted here besides those embryos," Jake said. Sheila nodded her head, but had nothing more to say in that regard and she turned back to the terminal and made some keystrokes.

"Okay, I've shut down one of the Crays and set the other one up to power down in 26 hours," said Sheila, giving them some leeway. "If your report isn't done by then, I'm sorry."

"Thanks," said Jake as Henry also nodded his head. Sheila got up and headed for the exit.

"Is he a bad man?" she asked in reference to Cassie's enigmatic employer.

"I wish we knew," admitted Henry at a loss. Sheila sighed softly and then left the two alone in the nearly empty room. The scientists immediately sat down at one of the stations. Jake fired up one of the terminals and one of the Cray XMP supercomputers was seen powering up through the glass window in the wall. Jake then began running through the different DNA sequences stored on the computer before finding the T-Rex codes.

"You have the blood sample?" he asked of his friend. Henry looked at him confused as he patted himself down.

"I thought you had it," Henry told him. Jake shook his head vigorously.

"Jennifer gave it to you," he recalled.

"But then I gave it to you this morning before we left the airfield so I could collect my binder of CDs," Henry pointed out. The color drained from Jake's face as he looked at the Crays and suddenly entered deep into thought.

"Hey Jake, you make this too easy," said Henry shaking his head in shame as he produced the vial of Tyrannosaur blood. Jake groaned exasperated at having been fooled as Henry loaded the vial into the analyzer.

"I'll get you back for that," Jake promised as he brought up the list of genetic testing options.

"So we don't have much to work with if we have only one Cray for 26 hours," Henry admitted, a little disappointed by their bad timing. "I'm pretty sure you're right that the DNA comparison program is overlooking something important. To get around that, I'm thinking we should do a full DNA analysis against every version on file."

"I do too but we're going to be lucky if it finishes before that thing shuts off," Jake realized. "And we're not going to find another Cray for miles. The closest one InGen has is back in Kenya."

"Which is why we need to stop wasting time and hope we get a result that is useful," said Henry pointedly. Jake nodded his head solemnly and then typed in the necessary commands and the machine went to work. The two scientists silently got up and walked towards the door before pausing to look at a Hood DNA sequencer that was gathering some dust from disuse.

"We can recreate the past but we can't know what's just beyond that door," Jake mused sadly. Henry patted him on the shoulder reassuringly.

"We'll be fine, trust me, remember?" he asked pointedly of something Jake had said when they weren't sure what had happened to Nublar. Jake nodded his head with a mild grin on his face.

"You're right," he agreed as he straightened up. "Nothing can stop us now."

He walked straight for the door fearlessly until…

"BOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

"Hahahahahahaha!"

"I'll kill you, Katrice!"

"Aaaahhhh!"

Henry hung his head in shame as Katrice ran off with Jake in hot pursuit as a few moments later Colin Maken came to a rest nearby wheezing heavily. He looked at Henry who looked at him knowing what he was thinking and wordlessly pointed in the direction of the two departing individuals. Colin continued his pursuit of his wayward sister and hoped he got to her before his boss did.

Operations Building, Isla Sorna: "It took 3 Deinonychus Dinosaurs less than fifteen minutes to tear apart an entire village and slaughter thirty-five people," Harding remarked a little bitterly. "None of us will ever forget those screams, smell, or what we saw."

Samantha nodded as she looked at some black and white photos as well as some color photos from the video the Costa Rican government had found at the scene of the destruction of the carnage. The images were very grisly.

"What happened to the three Deinonychus?" asked Samantha curious.

"We captured them alive and they were brought back to Sorna," Harding recalled. "After that, I'm not entirely sure what went on but I think Jake and Henry let the Board know about invoking some emergency powers act and they killed and dissected the dinos to try and find out how they were still alive when the lysine contingency should've killed them. As we later found out, the village the Deinonychus attacked was surrounded by all kinds of bean fields-beans being rich in lysine-that the villagers were cultivating. We think that's what the creatures were mainly after and the villagers just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time."

Samantha looked at him curiously. "I thought the lysine contingency wasn't put into the dinosaurs until after A-1."

Harding shifted uneasily at that as he remembered the old days. "It was more a 'don't talk about it' sort of thing," he clarified. "From what I recall, Jake, Henry, and Dr. Graves had always wanted some form of failsafe measure beyond the dinosaurs' inability to breed in case they ever got loose. So they cooked up a weak form of the lysine contingency and added it to the genetic blueprints of all the cloned creatures. Hammond, Ludlow, and the Board knew about it and weren't happy about it but they couldn't afford to lose the three head scientists by forcing the issue. Then A-1 happened…"

Samantha nodded her head understandingly. "And that changed everything."

"You have no idea," Harding stated gravely. "For about a week or so after it happened there was uneasiness between us that knew what had happened and the Board. They weren't saying anything and we didn't like being kept in the dark. But then Jake and Henry somehow found out that what the Board wasn't telling us was that they intended to cover up the A-1 incident. And at the same time, the rest of the workers also mysteriously learned all the details about the dinosaurs making their way to Costa Rica," Harding revealed ominously. "Simply put, all hell then broke loose."