It only took several minutes after Icarus made the call for the entirety of the staff to arrive at the tyrannosaurs fence. Pasiphae seemed to have lost her smile as she leapt from her car to assess the situation with Icarus. She seemed temporarily oblivious to Pythagoras's presence.
"How did you let this happen? I asked you find her and bring her back! This wasn't difficult! Instead you let her get into the T-Rex encasement? Why were you not doing your job?" She shouted, her hair becoming as frantic as her speech. The golden sun was still rising, it was becoming hotter with each passing moment, and there was a raptor that could dig holes running loose in another dinosaur's area. Given these circumstances, Icarus made a wise choice and ignored Pasiphae's rambled complaints regarding his character.
"We need to get this raptor out of here," Icarus explained, to Pasiphae and really anyone in the general vicinity. "Given the pattern she's been following this whole time she clearly had some kind of purpose coming here, and we need to stop her before she gets to whatever she's trying to do." He said this with vigor, but offered no explanation on how to get the raptor out, or even how to find her. A voice from the twenty odd people there raised the question "How?" Icarus was silent, mulling over the question before turning to Pythagoras, who was deep in thought at the moment as well. It was Pasiphae who spoke first, not offering solutions, but instead giving orders.
"Fine, I'll deal with this. We're going to momentarily shut of the electric fence, and all of you are going to go in and search this raptor out. You find her, shoot her, bring her back, and we'll turn the fence on. We can still track the T-Rex, who is a safe distance from us, and not planning on moving as far as we can tell. Tarek, turn off the fence."
"Wait!" Pythagoras shouted, stepping over to Pasiphae. "Turn off the gate? No, you can't do that!"
"Why not!?"
"Then there's nothing between you and that dinosaur," he said, pointing to the red blip on the phone that indicated the tyrannosaurus's location. "You need to keep the fence on."
"I am in charge here, not you. This is my park, and I will do what I wish."
"Why isn't the t-rex moving? Isn't that odd? Shouldn't it sense the raptor, somehow, and go after her? Why is she so still? That's not right! None of this is! Do not turn off that fence-"
"Enough! I know what is best for this park, not you! I am head of everything and you are a dinosaur expert who's never gone anywhere past your front door! You're not even supposed to be here! You were meant to leave with the others, but apparently that was too complicated for you to understand. I don't know how you got here, but you're going to be leaving immediately. Icarus, if you like spending so much time with him you can escort him out of the park. Now!" With that Pasiphae was returning to business, giving order, and someone was pressing in a code on the side of the fence, and Icarus was motioning Pythagoras to the car, and the whirring of the fence ceased entirely, and all was quiet for one sweet, brief moment.
Guns in hand, the workers gathered at the wall of the fence before slipping cautiously between its lines into the encasement, one after the other. Soft whispers travelled between them as they shared commands and suggestions for going about this challenging task. Icarus, at some point, walked over to where Pythagoras was standing, attempting to coerce him to leave by pressing a hand to his shoulder and tugging in a gentle sort of way.
"No," Py declared, slipping away from his grip. "You know it, you know something isn't right about all of this. About any of this. Something's going to happen. Do something about it!"
"Do what? What would you have me do? Py, these people are highly trained in combat, they're gonna be fine. I agree, there has to be a safer way, but there's nothing we can do right now."
"Icarus, please talk to her." Py begged, pointing to Pasiphae, who was watching the last of her staff climb through the fence. "Bring them back. Please! We've got all these jigsaw pieces but no picture to reference. Every second is dangerous to miss, but for the safety of everyone-"
Then, a lot of things happened at once.
The scream came first. Then gunfire. Blood splashed across Pythagoras as the raptor slashed the man Pasiphae called Tarek through the stomach, pulling out a gratuitous amount of his innards. Icarus leapt into action, calling for everyone to get back over through the fence, but no one was listening, or maybe no one could hear him. The sound of guns littered the air to the point of deafness, but nothing changed. The raptor moved from one person to the next, slashing and tearing with claws that were getting significantly bloodier with each attack. Icarus rushed to one of the many cars that were parked nearby and grabbed a spare gun, only to realize every person on this team was armed with a non-lethal weapon. He tried shooting a few times, but blood kept flowing from the humans on the other side. Some were dying instantly, while others lay for a few moments, suffering in agony before their release.
There was so much noise and blood and death and fear encompassing all the senses that Py could understand why no one saw her before he did. Pythagoras pointed and opened his mouth in warning, but she screamed first, and Py's warning was unnecessary. The roar from the tyrannosaurus was impossibly loud and impeccably clear. In the moment, Py reached to clutch the phone Icarus had dropped, just to double-check his predictions, which were undisputedly accurate. The t-rex had moved, but her tracking device hadn't. Somewhere on her body there must have been a blood-covered scar from where her tracker had been torn out from her flesh, but Pythagoras didn't stay and look for one. With the tyrannosaurus roar came a brief silence, encompassed by fear, then a panicked frenzy as Pasiphae screamed for the electric fence to be turned back on.
Those who were still on the side of the gate with the dinosaurs became even more frantic with their attempts to escape, knowing the gate was going to be turned on within seconds, and they would be trapped. Py would have raced to the switch to try and keep it on so the others still trapped could get back in, but it wouldn't have mattered. With no electric current to block her, the t-rex smashed its whole weight against the bars and brought the contraption down with a crash of dust and debris.
"Pythagoras!" a voice that sounded like Icarus's shouted as a raptor came charging towards Py. He attempted to run but he could hear the raptor gaining on him. There was a momentary pause he made to look behind him and check the distance between him and the raptor when a set a claws slashed across his chest, throwing him to the ground. In a flash Icarus had removed himself from the dust cloud that had ensnared him and bolted over to his Jeep. The key turned, the engine started and the gas pedal stuck to the floor as Icarus rammed the front into the raptor hovering over Pythagoras.
The tyrannosaurus roared again before lowering her head to wrap her teeth around another gunner, who shot into her mouth as his body was separated from his legs with a bone-smashing bite. Icarus ignored the event, and the other disasters being caused by the still collapsing gate while he rushed to Pythagoras's side.
"We have to go!" He told Py as he helped the injured paleontologist up from the ground and hurried him into the passenger's seat of the car.
"No," Pythagoras objected. "We have to stay and help the others!"
"Othe- Pythagoras, there's maybe six of us left. Everyone else is dead or dying. We need to go!" Pythagoras heard what he said and lifted his head to look around. The tyrannosaurus wasn't wasting any time and had started devouring groups of people instead of singletons, while the raptor, who was working off her injury from the car collision, stabbed, slashed, and ate anyone that had gotten left behind. The six or so that Icarus supposed were still alive were not going to be for much longer as they tried, and failed, to shoot down either creature. Soon there would be none. And it would be just them left.
As quick as he could Icarus reversed the car, windshield wipers on their highest setting to wipe off the blood that got splayed across from both humans and the raptor. Performing the greatest three-point turn in history, the game warden managed to get the car turned around in the direction opposite of the dinosaurs. The pair sped through the woods, this time completely disregarding the roads and signs, and instead drove without direction or purpose.
"Check behind us!" Icarus shouted while he clung to the steering wheel. Pythagoras did as he was told and swiveled his head around behind him just in time to prepare himself for the pre-historic passenger that was boarding their vehicle. The raptor seemed to have been chasing behind them throughout their journey across the park, and now had decided to make a leap onto their Jeep. The car sunk and the rear smacked the ground momentarily when the weight of the raptor was added. Pythagoras made a grab for Icarus's gun, but wasn't able to grab it when the ground shook violently from the tremors the t-rex was making with its footsteps. Py could now see the larger dinosaur crushing a path to catch up with the car. And catch up it did, her steps consuming the path beneath it. Pythagoras almost closed his eyes as she opened her stained jaw, blood diluted with spit dripping off her teeth, and bent down.
In this moment Pythagoras was glad he had kept his eyes open. For the tyrannosaurus did not eat Icarus and himself, but instead snatched the raptor, and a fair bit of the backseat, from the car. She then seemed to stop, as she gorged herself on the other dinosaur.
"What happened?" Icarus asked, not daring to pull his eyes away from the obstacle course he was navigating through.
"The raptors dead," Py said. "The t-rex ate her. She's stopped moving. I think she's full."
"Good," Icarus replied. "Good. That gives us time to-" A rumbling caused Icarus to stop speaking. Both men perked up to check what was making the low pitched noise. Then they heard a tire screech and saw a single headlight joining their own two in front of them. Py whipped to his left to see a helmeted motorcyclist catching up to the Jeep. The motorcycle, like everything else here, had the distinct Jurassic Park logo plastered on the side. A gloved hand slipped up from the handlebars and flipped the visor of the helmet up.
"I heard what happened over the radio!" Ariadne shouted over the thrum of the cars and motorcycle. "Did anyone else make it!?" Icarus shook his head and Ariadne was silent for a second. "Something isn't right about all of this! Maybe we don't know everything about velociraptors but I know they shouldn't be acting like this!"
"Pythagoras and you are on the same level then!" Icarus shouted in response, jerking his head over to his companion.
"Then we're in agreement on the matter." She said. "I need to get to my lab. Something is off in the genetics of these raptors. I need to find out what kind of genes they put in them!"
"First we need to get Py somewhere he can rest. The raptor got him in the chest. Not too bad, but enough to bleed out if he doesn't get help! Your labs on the other side of the park, and we need to stop soon." Icarus said.
"Alright. I left Jason and Hercules at the welcome center to see if I could go help at the gate, but I guess I was too late!" She was talking to Pythagoras now as she navigated over roots and dodged past trees. "I saw the t-rex walking the opposite direction before I found your tracks, so it should be safe there, and it's closer than any of the other buildings. It should be coming up if we turn left right…now!" Ariadne and Icarus both drifted for a few seconds as they turned onto actual road. Gradually slowing down, the two came to a complete stop in front of the welcome center, which Jason and Hercules were both standing in front of instead of inside.
"Is everyone alright!" Jason said as he rushed over, significantly faster the Hercules, who was more-or-less doing the same thing. He wandered over to Pythagoras, and instantly zoned in on the wound across his chest. He asked his friend if he was alright, which Py responed to with and "I'll live" before he continued with finding out what had actually occurred. "What the hell happened out there?"
"They'll tell you when you're all inside," Ariadne answered. "I need to get to my lab now."
"Is a dinosaur loose?" Jason asked quicker than Ariadne could get her bike started again.
"Yes."
"Do you know how to work a gun?" Jason asked her, not missing a beat.
"Yes, but I can't be carrying one while I'm working in the lab. It'll slow me down, get in the way, and be totally useless in general if I needed to use it."
"Then I'm coming with you." Jason said, apparently already armed. He noticed Hercules was too.
Ariadne didn't object to Jason coming with her, and immediately scooted forward on her bike to make room for him. She's more clever than proud. If anyone survives this, it's going to be her. Pythagoras thought as Icarus and Hercules led him into the building.
If anyone survives this.