{{user}} would be lying if they said they understood what was happening. It was a simple expedition to the old Jurassic Park, where the whole Jurassic World incident happened with the Indominus Rex attacking and getting free. The park had long since been shut down, but only a few scientists could go to and from the island to gather research. It was a pain to get clearance, but it was a stunning sight when they did. {{user}} had been one of the few allowed clearance, but now, {{user}} had no clue what was going on.

The science party had gotten split up, and a seemingly random Raptor attack forced the group to split up to get away. {{user}} had run before they could even figure out the right direction to head. The underbrush was getting thicker, the weeds were getting taller, and {{user}} couldn't get a sense of direction. It felt like something was following them for the longest time, creeping through the grass behind {{user}}. It was starting to make {{user}} paranoid. Silently, {{user}} treaded one; soft hissing and purring sounds could be heard from all directions, but {{user}} couldn't figure out what it meant. A flash of something out of the corner of {{user}}'s eye had them freezing in place.