Nima, Gerry, and Jess had been spending the past few hours trekking through the jungles.

"Please, listen to me." Gerry said. "Whoever you are, you have to take us back to the Visitor's Center. You have no idea what you are getting into out here!"

"I know my way!" Nima said. "I just need you to keep us safe from these...creatures."

"Oh, really? How am I supposed to do that?" Gerry asked. "Electric fences are down...the dinosaurs have free run of the island. None of us are safe here, do you understand that?"

Suddenly, a voice on the mobile radio began speaking.

"This is InGen Rescue Team Amsterdam trying to reach Dr. Gerry Harding. Obviously the Visitor's Center was compromised. If you are still out there, we're trying to-"

Nima turned off the radio.

"Dad, if there's a rescue team coming, maybe we should try to leave a trail for them or something." Jess said quietly.

"Jess. That's enough." Gerry said. Turning to Nima, he said, "If we want to keep out of the way of dangerous predators, I'm gonna need to know where we are headed."

Nima pulled out her pistol and pointed it at Gerry.

"Norte."

"North?" Gerry said. "To the coast? What for?"

"Don't worry about it."

As the trio continued their trek, Nima groaned in pain.

"You're hurt." Gerry said. "Let me help you."

"Déjame en paz!" Nima yelled, aiming her pistol at him. "We're going to rest here for a minute."

"If we're stopping," Gerry said, "I'll...need to make a fire...it'll keep the dinosaurs away."

"Fine." Nima said. "Stay where I can see you."

Nima sat down on a fallen log.

"Siéntate." She said. Gerry promptly followed her orders.

"Is there anything I can do?" Jess asked.

"Stay close." Nima said, tending to her bandaged arm. Nima placed the mobile two-way radio down next to her.

Off in the distance, Jess noticed a nest of eggs.

"Hey, Dad! There are some eggs over here. Any chance they could be dino eggs?"

"Eggs? No...remember, all the dinosaurs on the island are female. Still, just leave 'em alone. We have enough problems without an angry mama bird or lizard to deal with."

Jess walked over to a bush.

"That's a weird looking plant."

"Hey, don't wander off!" Nima warned.

"Hey, Dad, are these berries edible?"

"Probably not. It's best to steer clear of anything we find out here."

"Weird. I wonder if it's, like, Jurassic." Jess said to herself.

Jess walked over to a set of footprints near where Gerry and Nima were sitting.

"Dad! There are some fresh dino tracks here. They're small, like a chicken's."

"Uh, it's likely Compsognathus. I saw lot's of 'em while we were walking. It's relatively harmless, nothing to worry about."

"Compso...what?"

"Just call 'em Compies. It's easier." Gerry said.

Jess walked up to a bush that had red berries growing from it.

"Are these berries edible?" Jess asked. "I'm hungry."

"That plant is poisonous." Nima said. "A handful of those berries is enough to kill a grown man."

"But they look delicious." Jess said. "Maybe just a couple wouldn't hurt me..."

"Jess..." Gerry said sternly.

"Figures. Even the berries here are dangerous." Jess said to herself.

Gerry meanwhile eyed the Mauser Model 1914 pistol.

Nima, noticing Gerry said, "Don't be stupid."

"Look, before we go any further, I want to know why you're here and what you plan to do with us."

"You'll be okay if you do what I tell you." Nima said.

"Whatever it is you think of InGen, you're the one forcing us through the jungle at gunpoint."

"Am I supposed to feel sorry for you?" Nima asked. "You people come down here and think you can do anything you want, because you have the money to bribe a few politicians."

Nima stood up, pointing the pistol at Gerry.

"Don't push me!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I-"

"You know nothing about me! We are not simpatico, comprende? You say another word and I will shoot you and leave you for the scavengers!"

"Please," Gerry said, "just calm down...I didn't mean anything by it."

"Just shut up!" Nima said.

"Okay...okay...woah, I won't...I promise. Don't hurt us, just don't hurt us."

Nima sat back down on the log.

"Normally I work with animals, but I am very well trained in first aid." Gerry said. "I'd like to go ahead and take a look at your wound again, if you'll let me."

"I'm fine." Nima said.

"Look, you're gonna need it cleaned and dressed again to avoid infection. If you bring us back to the Visitor's Center, I can get a hold of some medicine for you."

"You! Girl!" Nima said sharply to Jess.

"Yeah?"

"Some of these trees have fruits that look like tiny blueberries." Nima said. "Bring some to me."

"Uh...okay. It's Jess, by the way."

"What?" Nima said.

"Uh...Jess. My name's Jess."

"Okay, Jess." Nima said. "Bring me the berries, they're good medicine."

"So...why is it you don't want to go with the rescue team?" Jess asked. "Are you one of those eco-anarchists or something? Does InGen have like, a file on you?"

"They don't bother keeping files on people like me." Nima said.

Jess continued her search for the berries. After picking a small handful of them, she walked up to Nima.

"Are these the right berries?"

"No, the ones I need are darker." Nima said.

Jess walked over to another bush and picked the berries from them.

"Are these the berries you need?"

"Si." Nima said. "Bring them here. We're losing daylight! C'mon girl, I need those berries!"

"Here." Jess said. "Uh..."

"Nima."

Nima took the berries and crushed them onto the bandage, spreading the paste around.

"Gracias." Nima said.

"Um...de nada..." Jess said.

"She's a good kid." Nima said to Gerry.

"I know."

Jess looked at the radio.

"Is there anything else I could do?" She said. "I could look for water or..."

"No." Nima said. "Be ready to leave, soon."

"Do you have any family?" Gerry asked.

"None of your business." Nima said.

"I just thought that if you could understand-"

"You love your daughter, don't you?" Nima asked.

"Uh...yes. Of course."

"You'd do anything to make sure she grows up safe."

"Yeah, I would." Gerry said.

"Good. Then I know you'll do exactly as I say. And as long as you do that, I won't shoot her."

"I can tell by the way you talk to Jess...you...you have a daughter, don't you?"

"Stop talking."

"Think of her, and you'll understand what I'm-"

"I said shut up!" Nima yelled, pointing the pistol again at Gerry.

"Listen, you've got to calm down." Gerry said. "You are going to make your condition worse..."

"It's not my condition you should be worried about."

"Okay, I'm sorry. I...I'm sorry. I was out of line."

"You're damn right." Nima said.

"I'm sorry...I just...please, relax...please."

As Gerry tried to placate Nima, Jess took the opportunity to sneak over to the log and snatch the mobile radio.

Nima turned to Jess, pointing the pistol at her.

"Hey...umm?" Jess said. "I drank four bottles of Coca-Cola earlier, and I really have to pee, really badly."

"Go. Hurry." Nima said.

Jess headed into the jungle and went behind a large tree.

She set the case down and began fumbling with the dials, hoping to get a signal.

"Hello? Can anyone hear me?" Jess said.

"Please identify yourself, over." A man's voice said.

"Hey! Hi! Um...this is Jessica Harding. Me and my dad were supposed to have been rescued, but there's this woman, with a gun...I think she's taking us up north."

"Okay, can you describe your location?" The man said. "Any buildings? Roads? Landmarks?"

"Uh...landmarks...Uh...no, not really. Just regular jungle crap. Like, trees and dirt and stuff...Everything looks the same out here!" Jess said. "Oh! But...my dad built a fire...You might be able to see the smoke if-"

"You!" Nima said, standing behind Jess, pistol aimed at her. "What do you think you're doing!?"

"Um...I'm just calling my guy?"

"Estupido!" Nima said, snatching the radio from Jess.

"Please!" Gerry said. "This is my fault!"

"I don't want to kill you, but I will do it in a heartbeat if I have to, comprende?" Nima said. "What I have to lose is too important! Let's go, we're getting out of here!"