It was late at night, and Alan and Ellie stayed in a guest room at Ian's house. It was twelve o' clock, and everyone was drifting off to sleep.
The room was silent. The glass shattered, and Alan stirred. He looked around, and there were no signs of a broken window. Or Ellie.
"Alan!" Screamed Ellie. Alan ran into the bathroom connected to the guest room. He looked around. He saw, somewhere near the bathtub, a Raptor on top of Ellie. The raptor glared at him. And if that raptor could talk, it would say:
"Go ahead, Alan. Try to save her."
Alan didn't move.
"Alan… please help me!" Screamed Ellie. The raptor looked at her. It stayed there. Suddenly, the Raptor made his claws retract right into Ellie Sattler's heart. Ellie screamed a bloodcurdling scream while the claws were still in her. The raptor twisted his foot. He cut Ellie open and then took his claws out of her. He lifted up his feet, and showed Alan his claws, as if teasing him. Alan just stared at Ellie. The raptor jumped out the window. Ian ran in just as it did and looked at Ellie. They both cried.
---1 week later---
Ian and Alan were wearing black tuxedos, and were the only people there besides the preacher. After the preacher finished his speech, Alan put a white rose on Ellie's coffin, and Ian put a red rose on her coffin. It was in Palm Beach gardens. The coffin slowly lowered into the ground and stopped. Ian and Alan turned around and walked to the black Porsche. Later that night, everyone was asleep again. Glass shattered. Alan woke up. It was coming from Ian's room. He slowly walked there. He saw the raptor on top of Ian. Ian looking away waiting to die. Alan was furious. It was the same raptor. Alan slowly took an umbrella out of a pot on the side of the doorway. The raptor jumped out at him. Alan stuck the umbrella into the raptor's mouth and twisted it. The raptor squealed and ran away. Ian was in shock.