It had been assured to all the staff and guests at Jurassic World that no dinosaurs could ever escape. Yet the alarms sounded and panic ensued as the sound of faint screeches could be heard growing closer.

The main square was a sea of bodies of people frantically trying to get out or get to cover, everyone fighting for their own survival.

In amongst the chaos, you found Zara, Clare Dearings personal assistant. Her usually perfect hair was windswept and wild as she looked back at you in a panic.

“Don’t just stand there!”

She screamed as you could see a Pteranodon flying behind her, swooping down and making a beeline for her.