Malcolm grasped at a rocky precipice jutting out into the river channel, straining against the rush of the water. Spluttering, he tried to pull himself out of the channel, but to no avail. Suddenly, a hand grabbed his forearm - it was Ellie, already on the bank. “Take my hand!”
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She pulled Malcolm from the river and onto the bank. He bent double, coughing up water. “Remind me to thank John for a lovely vacation” he managed to make out feebly.
Ellie began to make her way along the river. “We need to get moving. If we head west along the river we’ll be able to reach the Visitor Centre.” The bank of the river was narrow - a cliff face prevented the duo from moving further inland.
Malcolm caught up with Ellie. “Any sign of the fearless great white hunter?”
Ellie furrowed her brow. “Muldoon saved our lives back when we were ambushed. And no. No signs yet.”
“We’re in the fifth stage of the model now. Flaws in the system have become severe.”
“We’ll find him Ian, and we’ll get everything under control again.”
Malcolm sighed. “If you’ll excuse the analogy Dr. Sattler, we’re over the cliff edge now. Once flaws take hold, system recovery may prove impossible.”
“We can still make this work. We’re closer to realising this than you think.”
“Remind me, what ‘this’ is?”
“The dream Dr. Malcolm.” Ellie was exasperated with him now. “The dream of dinosaurs once again roaming the Earth."
“Ellie. The dinosaurs went extinct because they were supposed to. Survival of the fittest. Nature’s law. But a new god has spoken. He wears a white cabana shirt and walks with a cane. This is John Hammond’s world now. We’re just… just surviving in it. Making time. Until we’re not.”
In that moment, the two Velociraptors sprang from the cliff above them. Ellie and Malcolm were trapped, pinned up against the cliff.
“You know, at times like this one feels, well, perhaps extinct animals should be left extinct.”
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