The dark was a cozy, warm temperature that engulfed Blue as she passed through the open doorway. No moonlight could make its way further into the structure, but with eyes adapted to the night this caused no problems for the curious raptor. There was something in there of importance. She could feel it.
Behind the battered doorway was a long, straight corridor. The floor was scratched and filthy. Both walls were painted, although what was most likely once a bright, clean layer of paint was now completely arid of colour, cracked and peeling off. The ceiling housed the remnants of long, thin lights that were now comepletely shattered. It was an utter mess, as if a hurricane had ploughed straight through, paving the explorer's way with broken pieces of concrete and shards of glass.
The air was plagued by the odour of decay and thick clouds of dust migrated across the hallway. As Blue took the first step into the dark, a loud gust of wind wistled from the deep, flooding up the hall concentrated into the raptor. Dauntlessly, she began her exploration of the depths. The further down the corridor she delved the deeper and darker it became. Finally, the other end faded into view. Once again, it was a doorway, once again its door was misplaced.
It led her into a huge space with a tall roof, much better illuminated by the full moon. Banners were scattered throughout the room, many having been completely torn down, others were still half up, hanging lazily or dangling from a thread. At the centre lay the skeletal remains of a T-rex, similar to the one bested by Blue earlier that day. Its bones were piled in a disorganised heap. The skull was completely destroyed, smashed into oblivion. Segments of it were scattered around the large, circular area that contained all that was left of the unlucky dinosaur. However, it was a small shine from the far end of the room that caught Blue's attention.
Trudging across the room, she saw a large, reflective sheet of glass backed by a board of wood. Although a crack had split the glass into millions of segments, it was still a functional mirror. Approaching it, she saw her reflection appear into view and stare through the web of cracks into her bright, intelligent orange eyes, her unique deep blue streak reaching from her head to the very tip of her tail embedded within the thick scales that appeared grey in the lack of light.
Normally wide and assessing, her eyelids were partially closed and weary. Since witnessing the deaths of her sisters one by one, Blue was completely incapable of sleep, and unwilling to do so, causing her to become very tiresome. Any free time to reflect was always annexed by loose memories. She could not help but see every one of them as they perished repeated in her mind over and over again. Should she drift into a dream, she was certain that it would soon manifest into a nightmare. Even then, in the dark of the abandoned structure, as she looked into her soul through her very own eyes, she could see it was wearing down on her sanity. Paranoia was setting in. She couldn't help but glance back every few moments just to be certain that there was nothing watching her far from sight.
Turning her head once again to check that nothing was lurking in shadows too dark for even the raptor, the world became unfocused. Blue felt dizzy, her head was spinning. She stumbled along but didn't get far before tripping and collapsing.
As her eyes opened once again and she regained balance, the velociraptor immediately realised that the room was far lighter than before. She could make out seperate colours with ease in the illumination, but it still wasn't as strong as daylight. Suddenly, a chillingly recognisable roar sounded from behind the concrete wall in front of Blue who instantly remembered it. This was the sound of the monster, the "Indominus rex", that had ended the lives of Delta and Echo (Charlie having been killed only moments before). It was a sound from the dead. The Indominus was dragged to its demise by another creature of even greater proportions, but this beast was bound to water. So how, then, was it there?
Although Blue wished to take cover and hide in safety, she was stuck. No muscles in her body obeyed her commands, as if she had become a cold, stone statue frozen permanently into posistion. This was even the case when the concrete wall in front of her burst in an instant, casting its rubble far across the room. The Indominus stood behind the new, tremendous hole punched through the structure. It peered down unto the lone raptor with evil, calculating crimson orbs that sank deep into its skull. As the stare burnt through Blue, she was still immobilised, only capable to look up at the demonic mortal beast that stood before her.
Returning to reality, Blue was plunged back into the dark depths of the concealed structure. She felt refreshed, anew after the unexpected sleep. It was as she had predicted: night terrors hunted her down in her dreams. Ghosts of the past returned to haunt her. The reasonably intelligent velociraptor was not able to extract the meaning of her dream, however. In any case, she had a well needed nap, even if it wasn't on her own terms. With the regained strength also came a more severe feeling of isolation. This was the first time Blue had awoken not to be greeted by the pack. She would have to get used to it, she figured.
Once she was sure that everything notable was examined, Blue made her way back to the outside. Greeted by the bright, shining light of the morning sun, she let her eyes adjust for a moment before observing the surroundings. The dirt was soggy, puddles were still inhabiting holes in the ground and the last drops of rain were still falling off the leaves. Beams of sunlight lit up the shimmering drops of water making them look like thousands of tiny pearls scattered across the whole wood.
Breathing in the cool morning air, Blue discovered an aroma carried on the slight gusts that weaved in and out of trees. It was a call for blood once again. Just like last time, she darted off in pursuit of the sweet smell.
This led Blue to an opening with no trees and much shorter, more ordered grass. At the centre lay what was once a living organism, although it wasn't clear from the jumbled mess that was left. There was a few good parts still present that the scavenger happily tore from the main body and consumed, savouring the taste on her tounge. It seemed clear, though, that another predator, perhaps several, had done their work here, and they did a very good job at it.
It wasn't the leftovers that made Blue intrigued, however, for there was another scent in this area. Ignoring the rotting odour from the mauled corpse, she sniffed vigourously at the air before her eyes, with both relief and curiosity, brightened and she was filled with both exitement and reassurance. This smell, almost undoubtedly, was that of another raptor's.
Could this be the Alpha? 'No, he had a much stranger smell'.Blue dismissed the theory quickly. It wasn't one of the pack, she had watched them die. There was only one alternative: another pack of raptors. Raptors Blue had never met before.
This news had both a good and bad side. 'I may have some competition...' the calculating dinosaur thought. Attempting to ally herself with these new raptors was the far better route, she eventually concluded.
But firstly she would have to find them.