The following morning, the evacuated visitors and Jurassic World employees were housed in a repurposed hangar in San José, Costa Rica.
United States National Guardsmen armed with M1 Thompson Submachine guns patrolled the hanagar and outskirts as peacekeepers.
Barry roamed the hangar, calling for doctors when necessary.
Scott and Karen Mitchell walked down an aisle, searching for their sons. Karen gasped upon spotting Zach, Gray, and Claire.
"My God. It's your parents." Claire said to her nephews. "It's your parents. Come on. Come on."
Zach and Gray got up to reunite with their parents.
"Are you okay?" Karen asked Gray, hugging him.
Karen looked at her sister and hugged her as well, the two bursting into tears of relief.
"I'm so sorry." Claire said.
"Shh. Are you okay?" Karen asked.
Claire nodded. Karen walked over to Zach.
"Come here." Karen said, hugging Zach.
Claire looked across a few aisles and saw Owen checking up on some elderly visitors.
Owen turned and the two locked eyes. The met each other in an aisle.
"So what do we do now?" Claire asked.
"Probably stick together." Owen said. "For survival."
Claire smiled and the two walked out of the hangar together.