Conorontology's Safari Lodge - Chapter 8: Passengers

The cargo ship SS Anne B. pulled away from the East Dock, setting sail for mainland Costa Rica 120 miles away to refuel. The dock was small and poorly sheltered - the dock workers never liking to hang around long after the ship had left, especially when it was getting dark.

Perhaps due to their haste, or the dying light, the workers didn’t seem to notice the small shadows darting amongst the crates. Perhaps due to the roar of the crashing waves against the concrete dock, they didn’t seem to hear the high pitched chirping, or notice the rustle of the bushes leading into the jungle.

There was another species that had made the journey from Isla Sorna to Isla Nublar. But these weren’t on the manifest. A small colony of Compsognathus had managed to stow away and make the 87 mile journey. They weren’t seen of as particularly significant on Site B - in fact they’d been released into the island, deemed too unimpressive to be exhibited in the park. But they still hung around the staff facilities like raccoons or possums, raiding waste disposal plants and bins.

And it was that exact scent of waste that drew them further into the island, toward the Visitor Centre complex. There wasn’t an obvious way into the main structure - however an open maintenance hatch led straight into the garage. They were especially drawn to one of the Jeeps - the smell of confectionary wrappers and remains of snacks wedged between seats and littering the floorboard of the vehicle was particularly enticing. The windows remained rolled down by it’s careless last occupant. And so the Compies hopped aboard, one by one.

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