Florida.

Ian Malcom drove out of his house, And drove a short distance down the road to the Saint Lucie inlet. He could see a police line, and a blue tarp covering the corpse of 48-year-old Jason Thompson. Ian got out of his car, a black Porche. He smelled the air. The stench was horrible and familiar. The smell of blood, and terror. But there was something else. Something that seemed so familiar. It was very familiar. It smelled a sickening stench of a raptor. "Oh God, please no…" Said Ian. He walked up to an officer and asked if he could look at the corpse.

"Look, I don't need any people gazing at the blood." Said an officer. He was somewhere from the New Jersey area.

"Uh, I'm a close relative of his." Lied Ian.

"Okay, take a look at him."

Ian slowly lifted the cover. It was true. There were three claw marks across the chest and a bite mark in the neck. "Oh God…" He said. He ran under the police line and got into his black Porche. He called Alan. Ellie emailed them their phone number. How she got a hold of his email, he didn't know and at this point didn't care. It rang once. Twice. Three times.

Alan and Ellie were sitting on the couch, kissing until the phone rang for the third time. "Fine, I'll go get you!" Screamed Alan irritably. Ellie just giggled and watched the news that they weren't really watching before.

"Hello?"

"Alan oh God…"

"Ian? Ian… you're not really like this. Ellie always says Oh God." Alan said this in a joking matter.

"This isn't time for jokes." Ian said grimly.

"What is it?"

"Raptors."

"What?"

"There was a murder here in Stuart. But it wasn't with a knife or a gun. It was with claws."

"Ian, what are you talking about?"

"Is there something wrong, Alan?" Asked Ellie. Alan ignored this question.

"There are raptors in America!"

"What?"

"I'm buying you a flight down here."

"Ian, this better not be a joke…"

The phone hung up.

"Get your bags, we're going to the airport."

"What? Why?" Asked Ellie.

"Get them. Now."

"Okay, Alan."

Florida.

Alan walked up to Ian's driveway with Ellie. He knocked on the door and Ian answered it immediately. He had dark circles under his eyes from not sleeping and had a worried look on his face.

"Come in."

Ian explained everything and showed them crime scene pictures. Alan and Ellie could do nothing but gape.