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"The plan failed. We need help! HOLY SH-"
And then there was a final hiss.
Alan Grant knew at that moment that nightmare has begun to take charge. And death was around the corner, waiting silently.
"Oh, yeah. Oooh, ahhh, that's how it always starts. Then later there's running and screaming." -Ian Malcolm "The Lost World: Jurassic Park"
IAN MALCOLM-TRAILER 5
"Nick, do you have any ideas to how are going to get the hell out," Ian ask.
It was only he, Nick, and Dr. Wu locked inside the trailer. Dr. Harding, Sarah and Jess's father, and the marine biologist were taken to Site C to capture some 82 feet shark. Malcolm knows that they'll all die trying. It was just a matter of time before they realized it.
Malcolm felt some pity. Some pity. And the only reason he even has pity is because of Jess and Sarah's father and the marine biologist was on that boat.
"I really don't know."
Malcolm signs and looks into the small monitors. One shows what was happening outside of the trailer and the other one shows the boat that was being use for the Megalodon capture.
All he cared about was getting Kelly and Sarah out of this God forsaken place. The only problem to that theory is that if they do escape, there are always the dinosaurs trying to eat them.
When Malcolm stares back into small monitors, he notices one of them slightly losing vision as it was consumes by gray mist. Then came a loud thud. He could the static sounds of people's voices. The mist clears up a little, and Malcolm could only make out some kind of gate the separates the ocean from what appears to be some pool.
"Dr. Wu, I think you need to come take a look at this," Malcolm said. "Is that your fish tank?"
The former scientist had to squint his eyes a little to get a better picture. "Yes, that is the Megalodon tank."
"Are you sure?"
"Dr. Malcolm, -"
"What the hell are they doing?" Nick interrupts.
On the monitor, Malcolm, Nick, and Wu watched as some men was throwing something red into the dark waters.
"It looks like they're using chum." Wu said.
"Wait, why are they throwing it into the sea?" Nick asked. "Shouldn't they throw it into the pen?"
"Look!"
In the monitor, there was dozens of floating carcasses of dinosaurs, all half eaten and decaying for weeks or recently.
"Someone's a picky eater." Malcolm jokes.
"Surviving on dinosaurs after 20 years," Wu said.
"Well, why not eat the whole thing?" Nick asked. "Why only half."
"To be honest, we're basing the behavior to the Great White," Wu explains. "Great whites tend to taste anything before deciding whether or not it's worth eating."
"But of course this thing is a much more bigger version." Nick said. "With a huge hunger. How did you manage to keep it secure? With something that big as you claim to be…."
"State of the art adamantium." Wu said. "Strongest metal on this planet. Takes decades before it rust and weakens."
"How many decades?"
"Maybe 3 or 4." Wu replies.
Malcolm focuses his attention back to the monitor once more. Someone was covered in blood and chucks of flesh. He trips over and falls into the water.
"That bastard has fallen into the Megalodon's pen!" Nick yells.
Malcolm's eye widen as he saw something emerging from the dark waters, it was very small and slightly blurry but he knows that it was the dorsal fin of the shark. And then the shark's fin was gone.
"Where the hell did it go?"
The man in the water suddenly was pulled into the water. About a minute later, he came back up. His blood was mixed with the water as he bled from the mouth and ripped off arm. They could only hear the static scream as he was thrown into the air, and then came the 82 feet powerful shining gray body of the Megalodon.
"Holy shit!"
The shark took the man into its mouth like a Tic-Tac before plunging back into water, causing the boat to shift back and fourth.
The camera went dead.
"Then there's running."
"And screaming."
And right on cue, a human scream erupted from the outside along with the sound of the Velociraptor's shrieking.
FRANK
Frank was fascinated by the appearance of the Velociraptor. It was about near his height, standing on long hind leg with its short snort. Its skin was a dark orange with reddish stripes. The thing growls at him, narrowing its large eyes at him.
"You're not so tough, are you?" He mocks.
It hissed at him, lips slowly revealing a row of sharp teeth. He glances at the raptors' scars, some recently heal or much older. The raptor takes a few steps backwards and then curls itself into a ball.
Frank digs into his pocket and takes out a piece of chocolate candy. "Want some chocolate?"
A raptor stares at the chocolate, it cocks its head to the side before curling back into a ball. It growls softy.
"No wonder you're extinct." He laughs. "Too damn stupid to know what to eat."
The damn thing didn't look smart. He read some of Dr. Grant's books on theories of the raptors' intelligence. He said that they could vocalize to communicate with each other and they could have been the dominant species on the planet and human would have gone into extinction.
What a hoax of bullshit that turned out to be.
If raptors are smart as Grant says they are, they why don't Frank just unlock the cage. Just to see if it notices that it can escape and kill Frank.
Maybe if Frank doesn't move, the raptor won't know he was there. Dodgson said that InGen used frog DNA to fill in the gaps in the dinosaurs' genetic code. If that is true, then every dinosaur on this island has the brain of a frog.
The lizard is only sleeping.
Frank unlocks the cages and slightly opens it. It doesn't move.
"FRANK! ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY?" Someone yells. "YOU'LL KILL US ALL!"
"The thing is asleep," Frank assures. He turns around to face the sleeping raptor and then he went completely stiff.
It wasn't asleep. The thing was only 5 inches away from his face. Frank stood entirely still. The raptor extended its neck 2 inches more. It snorted at Frank.
He really can't see me.
The Velociraptor growls. The jaws opened and closed. Frank stared straight forward, not blinking. With its small flaring nostrils, the raptor smelled him, a long snuffling inhalation the flutters Frank's hair.
And then the raptor growls more aggressively as it reveals its sharp white teeth and narrows its eyes at Frank.
He realized that the raptor could see him. He felt something warm in his groin area as he realized that he had just urinated on himself. Frank had to run now.
He quickly turns around. Then he felt as if someone put 300 pounds on his back along with a sharp pain going deeper into his back. Frank knew that it was its dagger claws. The raptor was very strong, enough to keep Frank pinned down by his stomach. Everything became dream like and very slow. He could he the fading sounds of bullets and the raptor snarling.
He felt his neck bones crunching loudly-
And came blackness.
Nothing.
MALCOLM
Ian Malcolm looked out of the trailer window to see that some idiot, he thinks his name was Frank, had opened the raptors cage and let the damn thing kill him.
"What the hell was he thinking?" Malcolm said.
"He must have though raptors could only see if something was moving." Wu explains.
"Why the hell would he think that?" Nick said.
"Since we used frogs' DNA, we though that the animals would have characteristics of a frog like cold blood and movement vision." Wu said. "Frogs can see things if they're moving."
"Unlucky bastard." Nick said.
All men could hear the shots being fire. Malcolm could hear the bellowing sound of the giant alligator, possibly agitated by the loud sounds.
"Hey, Ian," Nick said, looking out of the window. "Your chaos theory is coming true."
Malcolm rushes into the window, pushing Nick aside. The giant alligator was thrashing on the inside of its cage. They already killed the raptor. Now they were shooting at the gator. Its slams into the side where the lock was a few times before breaking it open.
"Boy, I really hate being right all the time." Malcolm stated.
For such a big animal, the Deinosuchus moved with such fast speed and agility. It swings its powerful tail against their trailer, knocking Malcolm against Nick. The glass shatters into hundreds of little pieces that now lay on the floor.
The Deinosuchus roars into forest. Each time fades and fades until it was distances. Then came an eerie silence.
Malcolm looks out of the window. The bodies of Dodgson's men lay in a pool of blood. The Dimetrodon was also out of its cage thanks to the Deinosuchus, looking around before going to the nearest body and consuming it. The infant and the other giant predator were dead from gun wounds.
"They're all dead," Malcolm said.
"No, I heard some of them ran off into the jungle."
Malcolm laughs coldly. "Either way, we all might not get off of this island alive."
"You give up too easy," Nick said, crawling his way out of the window.
"What the hell are you doing?" Wu said.
"What does it look like? I'm getting out and freeing the others."
"Not with that thing around." Wu gestures to the Dimetrodon.
"It's eating." Nick states. "If you want to stay here and die that's you. But I'm going to try to get them out of there."
