The group watched the two new arrivals with inquisitive eyes, searching for any identifying features that could peg them from some work of fiction they knew about. If Jurassic Park was real and the Witcher series appeared to be real, than other arrivals from tv land were certainly possible.

Said plan was ruined, however, when a familiar yet unwanted snarl filled the air. Turning to face it, the team blanched - somehow, five predators had escaped the slaughter, and were now sizing them up.

Tristan swore. "I thought we killed all of them."

The team readied to re-enter the fray, but never had to. Unnoticed to everyone, a machine darted through the portal, before revealing several weapons that it pointed at the two new arrivals. This caused everyone to focus on the machine, which seemed ready to go in for the kill...at least until one of the predators hissed at it. Turning in shock, the machine scanned the predators...and found something it liked. Without warning, it shocked the predators into unconsciousness, then grabbed them and several of their fallen kin before retreating back into the portal.

When the shock and confusion wore off, the team turned to look at their guests.

"...So, how are you doing?" asked Tristan rather sheepishly.

The boy shurgged. "I've been better, but I've been worse."

"Same here."

A loud shriek filled the air. Looking upwards, the team saw another dracolizard dueling a pterosaur rider.

The boy noticed the lack of shock on their faces. "...I'm guessing you've seen stuff this weird before?"

"Watching a wyvern do battle with a group of Dinotopia imitators is hardly the most surprising thing I've seen."

"So Dinotopia does exist in your timeline. Interesting."

"I see..."

"You want us to give you a ride to the nearest town?"

The girl simply looked at her companion, who shook his head in the negative manner.

"Yes to going to the nearest town, no to the ride. I've got my own."

Before the group could react, the probe suddenly started building something. A few moments later, what looked like a Ford Explorer was being given its finishing touches.

As the duo entered the car, Sean opened his mouth to speak, before deciding better - this could wait a little longer.

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The return to the lab was rather solemn. Nobody talked all that much, instead taking the time to process the absurdity they had just witnessed. More questions than answers had been provided, and that was likely to remain the case for a little while longer.

Once they had reached the lab, both sides had asked each other questions. The group had divulged the truth about the park and the time portals - it wasn't like they could hide that very well - and in turn, the girl had revealed that the duo had apparently traveled through an anomaly into a world where human tribes lived alongside machines, which they hunted for resources.

Said story was rather fishy sounding, leading Tristan to ask a rather charged question...

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"...Did you make that car using stuff from Planetary Annihilation? Or maybe Supreme Commander?"

The duo's eyes widened in shock, with the boy struggling to speak.

"...Well, I-"

"You did, didn't you?"

Elise had been the one to level that accusation - this was something she wanted cleared up now.

"...Yes."

The three eldest siblings took that in for a moment, then shrugged, which Sean of all people letting out a sigh. "...Huh, guess that's another fictional universe that actually exists."

Noticing the duo's confusion, Sean elaborated.

"We once went through a time portal to Isla Nublar. Rescued the Brachiosaurus while we were there."

"...Seriously?"

"Yes. And I think you are saying your thoughts out loud."

The teen glared at Tai, then let out a sigh in exasperation.

"Well, since where I got this fabrication technology is no longer a secret, anything else you want to ask me?"

Tristan raised his hand, then lowered it, an expression of doubt on his face, before raising it again, albeit with less certainty on his face this time.

"Yes?"

"...Are you one of those people online who got sucked into a PA Commander without your consent and then set loose to travel the multiverse?"

"..."

The duo both sported absolutely blank expressions.

"...Yes, but this is not my home universe, and how do you know that?"

"..Some other people post stories about that online on some website I read regularly...wait, does that mean that-"

The boy practically leapt out of his chair. "I honestly don't know. It's possible my home universe is some big sitcom in this universe and vice versa for yours in mine. But I'm certain that this universe, the one you call home, is real."

Even with those words, the sudden existential quandary the group faced was not quelled in the slightest.

"Can we please put questions regarding whether or not you people are real aside for now? You're real to me, ok?"

"...Well, thanks for the vote of confidence," chimed in Elise. "Not that it helps."

"Eh, I can't solve everything with superior firepower. So, um, why exactly is there a high-tech city on an island in the Caribbean that has little to no outside contact?"

"We seem to be a, for lack of better term, dumping point for people from all over history," chimed in one of the scientists.

"Forgive me, but I don't think we've been introduced."

The man didn't even miss a beat. "I'm Mozetque. My people have lived here for as long as we can remember...and for roughly that long, we've had these time portals opening up, bringing dinosaurs and other beasts to our islands."

"Wait, this happens on the other islands around here?" inquired Sean, a look of shock coloring his face.

"Yes, but only rarely - most of them only have a portal open once a year, some have even had them open only once in a generation. Here, though? The open twice a month on average."

"And you never told Nigel about this?" prodded Sean.

"He did ask once. We only told him that it was not his concern. We were...rather forceful about that."

Snorted in derision, Sean ended the conversation.

Tristan turned his attention back to 'Phil'. "So, how'd a portal to our world open up to yours?"

"It's not 'my' world, and I have no clue. Maybe just bad luck?"

"...Maybe. Hey, um, you have that ridiculously good Planetary Annihilation building technology, right?"

"Yes, so?"

"...You mind helping us look around this island for more of those anomalies?"

The boy glanced at Mozetque, who simply nodded 'yes' to the unspoken question.

Within minutes, a trio of planes had flown over the city, before going off in all directions, their feeds shown to the group via a hologram projector...wait, why were they getting weird readings from a nearby storm?

Why did the island have a desert and tundra on it?

Why were they getting weird readings from some undersea caves?

AND WHY WAS THIS ISLAND SO DAMN BIG?!

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