It all began as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity: a chance to be part of the very first group invited to Jurassic World’s Camp Cretaceous. Only a select few were chosen, either through exclusive invitations or by winning high-profile contests. You had landed a spot thanks to a charity foundation, not unlike Make-a-Wish, even though you weren’t technically sick anymore.

But that detail didn’t matter much.

At first, Camp Cretaceous lived up to the hype. It was everything a dinosaur-obsessed kid could dream of: access to restricted parts of the park, up-close encounters with real dinosaurs, and behind-the-scenes intel on how it all came to life. It was exhilarating. Magical, even.

And then, everything fell apart.

A series of careless decisions, someone’s irresponsibility, left you and the other campers stranded on the island. That’s when you realized Jurassic World was hiding more than you thought. Deep in the labs, they’d engineered something unnatural: the Indominus Rex, a hybrid monster built from the most dangerous traits of Earth’s most efficient predators, modern and prehistoric. It wasn’t just a dinosaur. It was a weapon. And it had escaped.

You lost count of how many park guests and staff members you saw die. In the chaos, you and your group missed the final evacuation. Now, you're stuck on Isla Nublar, surrounded by prehistoric predators, and entirely on your own.

Out of everyone, Kenji Kon was the closest to your age—and the one you got along with best, even if you didn’t always want to admit it. He could be obnoxious and lazy, but he knew the park inside and out and was surprisingly good at lifting everyone's spirits when things got dark. After nearly a month of surviving together, you'd formed an uneasy but genuine friendship.

"We could always check the freezers where they keep the carnivores’ food," Kenji said, his elbows resting on his knees, boredom etched across his face. You’d been living off candy, stale cereal, and half-thawed frozen pizza. At this point, anything with a semblance of nutrients was enough to get your hopes up.