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InGen High part 27
By CeratosPit
The walls opened back up and Al stepped into the office where everyone was waiting. “Sarah, they learned how to use remote controls.”
“I gathered.” Sarah said. She stepped back into the cloning lab in search of her father.
“It set a trap.” Billy said. “It actually set a trap.”
“Yeah, but it’s dead now and so is the rest of it’s sPecies.” Al told him. “We don’t have to worry about raptor traps anymore.”
“Yeah, now it’s just the nine acid sPewing ‘sPitters’ out there.” said Mandy indicating the door. The hooting and warbling calls of the Dilophosaurs could still be heard.
Sarah stepped out of the cloning lab. “My dad’s gone…” she confirmed and went over to Ian, whose arms were outstretched.
“There there.” Ian said as he patted her back. “I’m sure he’s in that great, big school nurses office with a secret cloning lab in the sky.”
“No, I mean he’s totally gone. No remains or anything.” Sarah explained. “Maybe he had another way out of here.” Just then, the walls closed again. “Rats. I should’ve grabbed that remote.”
“So I guess the only way out of here now is through that door.” El said. “Too bad the deadliest dinosaurs yet are waiting outside.”
“So what do we do, ese?” Juanito asked.
“We wait them out.” Roland said. “There doesn’t seem to be much of a choice…”
About twenty minutes passed and the bored teens tried to keep themselves amused with various silent activities. “So, what’s the first thing you’re all gonna do when we get out of here?” Al asked.
“Your moms.” Nash said. Everyone laughed a little.
“Seriously.” Nick said. “You’re right, I’m gonna nail me some sophomore hotties. Ever since me and El here broke up, I haven’t had sex in almost…24 Hours!” Then, in one of the more ironic twists of the evening, the Inedible Honky burst through the floor behind Nick, landed on his feet, and proceeded to give it to the horny teen up the butt. “Aaaaagh! THIS is NOT what I had IN mind! Aaaaagh!”
“HONKY SCREWWWWWW!” yelled the magenta monster as all the other kids scurried to find hiding places.
“Nash!” Roland called the other strong kid. “If we let in the dinosaurs, they’ll take each other out!”
Seeing no flaw in the British kid’s logic, Nash helped him push the desk away from the door which he opened slightly. The two boys then ran under a table just as the Dilophosaurs began to step in. The first thing they noticed was the pink giant dry humping a limp form. They immediately began shooting their sPit at his face but the Honky just wiped it off, immune to the effects. If anything, they made him mad. He threw Nick away and zipped up his pants. The limp teenager landed on the table Roland and Nash hid under.
Honky bent on his knees, and motioned the Dilophosaurs to come get him. “Can Lizard Smell What Honky Cooking? Just Bring To Honky!” he told them. Accepting the challenge, the dinosaurs charged the pink giant. But in an unexpected move, Honky turned around and beat in their faces with his super strong and poseable butt cheeks. During this bizarre fight scene, all the kids snuck out the open door.
Roland and Nash were the last two people to leave their hiding place. But as Nash left he felt something grab the back of his shirt. He sPun around to see a quivering Nick Van Owen lying on the table. In a broken voice, he asked the bully. “Kill me…please…I’ve been…tainted!”
Nash patted Nick on the back. “You took one for the team, soldier.” Nash said just before he snapped his neck. “May you rest in peace.” And then he left.
Nash ran to catch up with the rest of the kids in the hall who headed for the staircase. They wasted little time in running up to the fourth floor. But once they reached it, they found themselves at a dead end. The staircase leading up to the roof was locked up by one of those folding gates.
“Oh, great.” Al said, bitterly. “We sPent all this time trying to reach the roof and NOW the staircase is closed to us. This is is wonderful.”
“Yeah, how could things get any worse?” Billy added.
“Excuse me.” said a tired stranger’s voice. They all looked behind them to see who it was. “I’m Ed Regis, the janitor! And I couldn’t help but overhear that you kids need to get to the roof for some reason. Now, I just woke up a few minutes ago after sleeping in one of the rooms for about seven hours, and therefore my judgment isn’t as sharp as it should be so I’ll gladly give you this key to open that lock.”
“Wow.” said Ian. “Even I didn’t see that one coming…”
“Yeah.” Billy replied. “I wonder what would’ve happened if I said ’how could things get any better?’”
Baryonyx came up from behind Ed Regis and ate his right arm which held the key. “Shoot, that was my favorite arm.” Ed said right before Baryonyx ate his head. Licking his crocodilian lips, he roared at the kids who just couldn’t seem to catch a break.
“Alright, how did this guy know we were gonna end up on fourth floor?” Mandy asked.
“Because, silly girl, I not only sPeak English, I understand it too!” said Baryonyx.
“Oh snap!” Hollered Nash. “A talking dinosaur!”
“I can feel the, ah, money hairs on the back of my neck go ’Whoo whoo whoo!’” Ian said.
Baryonyx smiled and nodded. “Not only that, but I sing too!” He cleared his throat, put on a top hat and began singing in the most atrocious voice imagineable.
“I waaaant yooooouuuu to want meeeeee!
I neeeeeed yoooouuuu to need meeeeee!
I looooovvvve yooooouuu you love meeeee!
I’m begging you to beg meeeee!”
None of the kids could stand the singing much longer. Sarah had the bright idea of pulling an air vent off the wall and crawling into the air duct. She was soon followed by everyone. Soon, Baryonyx was only singing to himself.
“Ohhh, didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you crying?
Didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you crying?
Feelin’ all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying!
Ohhh, didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you crying?”
And then Baryonyx noticed that everyone was gone. “Hey, what the hell?”
“You must have seen me crying!” said yet another British teen who was standing in the hallway. “And I certainly felt like dying during your performance. You are quite possibly the worst singing dinosaur in the world.”
“Fuck you, Simon Cowell!” growled Baryonyx just before he ate the young critic. His meal was interrupted by crawling noises coming from the ceiling. The kids were in the ventilation system, the dinosaur realized.
Up in the air duct, El Sattler found the ceiling she was crawling on rising. Baryonyx lifted it with his head and looked around it to see the kids crawling around. “I’ll tell you all what.” said the dinosaur. “I’ll let you all live if you tell me that my singing was good!”
“Never!” screamed Al as he kicked Baryonyx in the head, causing the beast to lose his balance and fall to the floor. El, who was balancing on his head also fell, but she grabbed onto the hole in the ceiling Baryonyx made and climbed back up with Al’s help. Baryonyx was angrier than ever.
“Nobody kicks me in the head and gets away with it!” claimed the dinosaur as he shook his fist at the ceiling. But he was interrupted by a couple of growls coming from his left. It was the two Ceratosaurs whose comrade he killed. “Oh, hey guys. You know your friend, he, uh, wasn’t feeling to good so he asked me to snap his neck! I tried to talk him out of it, but-- Aaaaagh!” Before Baryonyx could finish his plea, the two horned lizards fell upon him and tore him up good.
Up on the roof of the building, Roland pushed off the grate at the end of the wider than normal air duct and stepped out. “Ah, free at last.” he said. As he helped pull out Mark Degler, something flew by and snatched them both away.
A great Pteranodon buried it’s claws into Roland’s back and flew off with him. “Blimey!” yelled Tembo. “First we’re attacked by Barney, now it’s a Big Bird wannabe!”
2 B Continued...
3/22/2003 8:48:35 PM
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