Muldoon’s mind was racing, radio chatter going wild, as he rushed through the underground garage to his Jeep.
“On site reports are that the Rex is completely out of her area” Arnold crackled over the radio. “She’s making a bee-line for the stegos.Nothing works! Like it just shut itself off!”
Arnold paused. “I can’t believe it. I covered every eventuality.”
“Apparently not.”Muldoon grimly replied, before speeding off out into the daylight.
The Jeep bounced along the dirt track dappled in sunlight under the thick canopy, heading east into the park.
“I still don’t understand what set the T. rex off!” Arnold continued. “It must have been agitated in some way to react so violently.”
“The avoidance system - it just drove them insane.” concluded Muldoon. “Great. It means they’ve all got a mood on.”
Arnold realised there was only one person on the island that could get to the bottom of what had shorted the fences. “Where’s Nedry!?”
*
Dennis Nedry groaned in pleasure as he reclined into his deck chair. Beach lunch breaks. Between the incessant mosquitoes, chafing, and lack of takeaway, it was one of the few benefits of working on a tropical island. Finally, he could get some space to himself!
And he needed it.
I can’t believe I’m stuck here working my ass off and that cheapskate Hammond can’t even pony up a stinkin’ cocktail bar. There wouldn’t even be a Jurassic Park if it wasn’t for me! First they don’t restock the snack machine… Then it’s got to be overcast on the first day in weeks I can sneak away!
Everyone’s out to get me… yuck, sand in every conceivable crevice!
Hrmm… Sounds like they fired up the paddocks. Thanks for waiting for me guys!
While only a mile away, a drama is being played out that has not been seen on this stage in a very long time. Unleashing a hunger that has waited millions of years. To sink teeth into flesh, rip, shred, and taste warm blood once more.
