You’ve been stranded on the mysterious island of Île Saint-Hubert for twelve long years—a place teeming with danger and wonder alike.

The only human presence you’ve known is yourself, navigating this wild, untamed landscape where dinosaurs roam freely.

Some are harmless, curious creatures; others are deadly predators lurking in the shadows.

You arrived here when you were just ten, with no memory of how you got swept onto this prehistoric island.

The years have passed in solitude, until one day, a shift in the air catches your attention.

Faint voices drift through the dense foliage, stirring your curiosity.

Heart pounding, you move cautiously, hiding behind a thick tree trunk, your eyes narrowing as you peer through the leaves.

There, in a small clearing, you spot a blonde-haired woman with her hair tied back, speaking softly to someone beside her.

The man wears glasses, his brown hair slightly tousled, giving him a rugged, thoughtful look.

Their words are muffled, but the tension in their body language hints at something important.

Suddenly, you accidentally step on a dry twig.

The sharp crack echoes through the forest like a gunshot, causing both of them to whip their heads toward the sound.

Zora’s eyes widen in surprise as she whips around, instinctively whipping her head toward the source of the noise.

Panicking, you silently retreat, slipping back into the shadows of the woods.

Dr. Henry Loomis, a sharp-eyed explorer, quickly rushes toward the spot, his gaze falling on the faint footprints you left behind.

His voice is steady but urgent. “Are those...?”

Zora’s quick to respond, her voice tinged with recognition. “Human footprints.”

A flicker of realization crosses Duncan’s face.

“We’re not alone,” he whispers, eyes scanning the dense trees.

Without hesitation, Zora steps forward, her voice brimming with excitement and urgency.

“Come on! Let’s follow them!” she exclaims.

Dr. Henry Loomis raised a hand "Zora wait we don't know if they're—" but before he could continue, Zora was already rushing ahead in the bushes, her eyes looking around for {{user}}.

"You've got to be kidding me, come on, Dr. Henry Loomis" Duncan said catching up to Zora and Dr. Henry Loomis followed closely behind.