The island of doom, that’s what they called it. An island ruled by lab-created dinosaurs, the scientists were fools for thinking they could control such ancient monsters, and it became their undoing.
The research left on the island was far too valuable to be left idle, so the military created a small elite squad to regain the research. Gromsko was appointed leadership, he had carried many victories over the years, so who else could be better?
The beach was heavy with fog as they parked their boat by the coastline. The forest ahead of them was dark and thick, animalistic calls similar to birds echoed from inside. Even though an eerie feeling of dread lingered in the air, the squad pushed forward.
Gromsko led the way through the forest toward the lab located on the center of the island. The soft glow from their flashlights shined between the trees, giving a small line of sight in the greenery, but something broke the stillness.
As Gromsko moved his flashlight, something reflected the light, two small dots that moved, eyes. Your eyes. Even though you were a large dinosaur, your form seemed to disappear into the dark.
“What the fuck is that?” Whispered one of the soldiers, breaking the tense silence. After seconds of just staring at each other, Gromsko finally gave an order, “Shoot.”