Chapter 3
"How did you do this?"
"I'll show you."
They were taken to what seemed to be a visitor's center, where there was a short film about DNA, narrated by a cartoon Anderson, as well as a brief explanation of how all this was possible.
Apparently they had found mosquitoes and other blood sucking insects preserved in Amber, and had retrieved samples of DNA from this. Any gaps in the DNA had been filled with a mixture of frog DNA and jargon.
Sherlock pushed the bars open and stormed off, obviously in search of the lab that they had just been shown, quickly followed by Anderson and Sebastian.
"Wait!" Called John, "How do you interrupt the cellular mitosis?"
When they all finally arrived at the lab it was quite a sight. There were at least thirty people in white plastic suits, not unlike the forensic ones that Anderson himself wore, and they were all experimenting with unknown samples, or on computers or some were even looking at what appeared to be- eggs?
They were being turned by a machine, when one suddenly started to move.
Anderson rushed over straight away, and as the shell began to crack, and slowly a small scaly nose began to show itself, Anderson's face showed an unexpected level of glee.
'Kind of like a proud parent...' John thought idly, and almost giggling out loud when Sherlock, whom seemed to have seen his face and realised what he was thinking, told him, "Anderson has always had an... unnatural attraction to Dinosaurs."
"Okay but how do you stop them from breeding?" John asked. "If it's a park then you have to entertain people, especially children the ones they're going to be interested in are the killers. You can't have them roaming around and making new little baby murderers, surely?"
He missed the appraising glance that Sherlock sent him Anderson told him that all the animals on the island were female.
"How do you know?" Asked Sean, still basically floored by seeing the fossils that he studied for his entire adult life moving, and breathing in front of him.
"Do you go around pulling up their skirts?" joked Sebastian, crudely.
If he had of had a drink then John probably would have spat it out when Sherlock added, "If not then Anderson volunteers."
"Hang on a moment," Sean marched up to Anderson and the brand new baby dinosaur that he was holding. "Is that a Raptor? You bred RAPTORS?"
"Of course! I'll show you Doctor."
After that they were treated to a particularly disgusting display where a cow was lowered into a cage and all that was left was the shredded harness. It was possibly worse that the thick foliage prevented them from seeing what actually happened, so everything was left to their own imagination.
"Yes, they're quite brilliant though," Anderson sang, apparently mistaking unease for appreciation. "A little while back they were attacking the fence, but all different parts of it. We think they were testing it for weaknesses... Now! Who's hungry?"
Over the meal, which John noticed he wasn't really eating, Sherlock launched into a verbal attack on Anderson and his mental faculties. "You didn't come up with any of this yourself Anderson! The technology was already there! You just applied copious amounts of money! You stood on the shoulders of geniuses, and before you even knew what you had you were packaging it and selling it! Like usual, you never think! You and everyone else here were so excited that you could that you never stopped to think if you should."
"Calm down Holmes. You're a sore looser, you know that right?"
Sherlock didn't waste any more words on Anderson, who obviously wasn't going to seriously listen to anything he said, and merely stormed off away from the table to do who knew what.
John didn't see him until later that day when they were getting into the brightly coloured automated jeep with which they would tour the park.
"I've spared no expense," Anderson was repeating again, as he was showing off the features of the Jeep, including the various gadgets inside, like night vision goggles and such.
"I can tell. Interactive CD-Roms," came a snarky voice from John's left side as the tall man climbed into the jeep next to John, earning a glare from Sean, who was beginning to notice Sherlock's attention towards John.
The car was started and they set off at a slow pace around the park. The car itself was being driven from the main control room in the visitor's center. There were only actually the four of them in the car, Sherlock, John, Sean, and Sebastian. Anderson had stayed behind to make sure everything went according to plan and, John had a sneaky suspicion that it was also because he didn't want to have to spend any more time with Sherlock, which made sense he supposed, as the two did have rather acerbic attitudes towards each other. Vitriolic, even.
With him were Molly, the lead controller, and Jim, the IT expert who had personally written most of the code that ran the entire park.
They don't see much. In fact, most of the pens looked like they were empty. The only reason that they knew they were missing anything was the recorded commentary.
Anderson's voice crackled over the radio. "The voice you're hearing right now is Morgan Freeman. We've spared no expense."
There was a soft thump as Sherlock's head hit the window.