87 miles southwest of Isla Nublar.

Isla Sorna. Site B.

Dark, rumbling crowds loomed ominously overhead. The InGen facility had preparations for tropical storms, but not like this. Hurricane Clarissa was different. Scientists and maintenance crew hurriedly rushed to the vehicles scattered across the parking lot of the Embryonics Facility. Security personnel oversaw the chaotic evacuation, everyone desperate to make it onto the last ship off the island.

From the nearby holding pens a large horned Carnotaurus watched the chaos unfurling, it’s mottled red scaled skin glistening in the rain. Watched, and waited.