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The End of a Dream: Jurassic Park III
By AlanGrant5
JURASSIC PARK III
THE END OF A DREAM
Written by AlanGrant5
Based on the events following the film “The Lost World: Jurassic Park”
Based on characters created by Michael Crichton
[CHAPTER ONE] Secrets Buried in Sand
A setting sun, wide and illuminating, began to sink into the ocean waters, bringing yet another day to a close. The beach sand glimmered in response to the fragments of light being shined upon the sparkling light blue waters, with a nice tide luring remnants of the days passing back into the vast Pacific Ocean. Cabo Blanco, a proclaimed paradise in Costa Rica, had never looked as picturesque as it did now, casting shades of amber onto the unspoiled wilderness that lie beyond the tropical shore line.
Shuffling through clumps of damp sand, was Dana Shore, a youthful reporter from San Diego, California. On assignment, the attractive thirty-four year old, was investigating the Biological Reserve, after dozens of claimed “dinosaur” sightings were reported. For the past several months, similar situations have unfolded, but only now were these strange occurrences booming all over Costa Rica.
Lifting her silk skirt high enough to avoid the beach dirt, the determined reporter studied the area. Working for the San Diego Tribune for well over seven years, Dana had never been given such a big story to follow up on and now, when she was finally given the chance to prove herself to the rest of the world, the evidence she needed for her report were based on nothing but skeptical eye witness reports, that many dismissed due to the imagination needed to believe in such things. What Dana needed now was proof of prehistoric existence. If the rumors were true, how on earth did these creatures get in Costa Rica?Although uncertain of the answer, Dana was determined to unravel the mystery.
As she made her way down the beach, Dana noticed a flock of seagulls hovering above a massive hump, somewhat buried in the beach sand. Shielding her eyes from the vibrant afternoon sun, Dana squinted, trying to make out what it was the seagulls were interested in. Approaching the object in a fast walk, Dana stopped, just a few meters short of the massive mound of flesh. A rank smell of decay, had drifted Dana’s way, with a nice ocean breeze carrying the aroma.
“What the hell,” the reporter muttered, waving flies from her face. Bending down, her hand covering her nasal passages, Dana looked at the rotting corpse. The deceased creature was about the size of a cow with a thick cloud of flies consuming its pebbled skin.
A bit hesitant, Dana removed a plastic bag from her nap sack, along with a small nail file. Looking around, cautious of her surroundings, Dana made a small incision into the fallen creature, cutting off a small sample of skin and sliding it into the plastic bag. Sealing the bag, Dana studied the corpse, while removing a camera from her jacket pocket. As she was about to take the picture, a loud horn sounded in the distance. Speeding down the isle of sand, with a cloud of dust trailing behind it, was a jeep.
“STOP RIGHT WHERE YOU ARE!” a voice sounded loudly, as the jeep neared the site. As the jeep came to a sudden halt, the cloud of sand that once trailed the vehicle had caught up with them, drowning the area in a sandy mist. Two men ran out of the vehicle, heading towards Dana, their vision obscured by the thick dust cloud. As the cloud grew thin, the woman was no longer next to the dead animal.
The man, looking every which way, saw the brunette heading into the jungle. With a sigh, the slightly balding man gave chase, kicking sand as he ran. Dana pushed her way through the dense jungle, running as fast as her stamina would permit her. She had discovered something not meant for public viewing and the men chasing her seemed ruthless enough to keep her from knowing the truth, by any means necessary.
Running deeper into the wilderness, Dana stumbled down a steep slope, slamming her body against a towering mangrove, shaking leaves off their branches. Waiting a moment to lift herself up, Dana heard the men yelling in the distance.
“You see her?” one of them asked.
“Nothing,” the other responded.
Dana was unable to determine how far away they were from her, but was confident in them not being able to find her. Rubbing her ankle, Dana pushed herself off the ground, slowly regaining her stature. A bit dizzy from the fall, the reporter looked around and found herself to be surrounded by towering plant life. Trees, lush in vegetation, eclipsed the interior of the jungle, turning it into a darkened environment, in which she wasn’t the least familiar with.
“God damnit,” she whispered to herself, brushing dirt off her skirt. Looking at the slope she had fallen down, Dana realized it was near impossible trying to climb back up. Digging into her nap sack, she whipped out her cellphone and punched in some numbers. Waiting for a ring, the phone beeped, with the words “UNABLE TO PLACE CALL” flashing in the text box.
“Piece of shit,” the woman said, slamming the phone back into her nap sack. Placing a strand of hair behind her left ear, Dana began walking around the area searching for a way out. “Good one Dana,” she scolded herself. “Well, if you can find a way in, you can find a way out. There’s got to be a way out.”
As her search for freedom ensued, Dana took notice of some chanting, coming high from the treetops. Gazing upwards, a small howler monkey leapt from an unstable branch and onto another, joining a group of screaming primates. The tiny creatures jumped up and down, staring not at Dana, but at something behind Dana.
Dana turned around to view dancing shrubbery, the origin of the movements left unseen. Loud unfamiliar growls emerged from the foliage up ahead, sending chills down the young womans spine. Removing the phone from her nap sack once more, Dana dialed a number without even looking at the device. And, as it did before, a beep with the flashing text “UNABLE TO PLACE CALL” appeared.
Copyright © 2002 by Devin Da Graca
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8/19/2002 10:56:03 PM
(Updated: 8/19/2002 11:34:19 PM)
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