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Jurassic Park 3 The Novel Special Edition Chapter 35
By Vito Hardy
WAKEUP CALL
Richard Levine was lieing in bed asleep trying to get away from the everyday worries of Paleonotology work at The Santa Fe Institute. He'd been working there ever sense the visit to Isla Sorna with Ian Malcolm and Sarah Harding. He now worked in the science department with Malcolm teaching several models of Chaos Theory mixed with Paleontology. Which was a new blend of science that Levine and Malcolm were able to accomblish after years of teaching and learning about all of the same things dealing with the incidents on Isla Nublar and Isla Sorna.
However, now Levine lied resting hoping that the alarm clock wouldn't go off any time soon when suddenly the phone started ringing waking Levine sending him straight up off his pillow. He stared at the phone.
"Who in God's name would be calling here now," Levine said wiping the sleep away from his eyes. He picked up the phone to hear a cracking sound coming from the other end. Oh great, Levine thought. This call was going to be hard to understand. "Hello, Richard Levine speaking."
"Richard it's Marty," the words came from the phone with scratchy sounds tryng to break the converstaion up. "We're-Sorna-help-please"
"Wait a second, Marty," Levine said shocked. "Did you say Sorna?"
"Yes-did," Guitierrez said. "Send-please. Not-time. Military-won't-must help-please."
"Ok, Marty I'm coming to get you," Levine said. "Just stay calm, I'll be their in a few hours."
"Meet-Beach,"Guitierrez said. "We'll-there."
"Ok," Levine said. "Stay alive, Marty. I'll be there as quickly as I can." Levine hung the phone up and started off getting his things together as fast as he could going to his closet to get some supplies that he knew somehow he'd need.
Richard Levine drove his car as fast as he could to the local airport. He saw his cell phone sitting in the dashboard. "Who else could I possibly call?"
He picked up the phone and started dialing. The phone started ringing as it tried to connect to the number. He heared someone answer the phone.
"Hello," Came the familar voice.
"Hey, Ian, It's me Richard," Levine said through the phone. "We have to discuss something."
"Um, if this is about the leature tonight don't worry," Malcolm said. "I'll be there."
"No, Ian," Levine said. "This is about Isla Sorna."
"Richard, if I've told you this once I've told you a thousand times," Malcolm said getting iritated. "I'm not going back to that island to try to reconnect those cameras. I won't set foot on that island ever again."
"That's the thing," Levine said. "My best friend, Marty Guitierrez is on that island and probably not alone. He's in danger and so is everyone else that is with him. The only thing we can do is save them."
"Go if you like, Richard," Malcolm said. "I won't put myself in that kind of situation again no matter what."
"Fine then, Ian. If you won't help me then you can go to hell," Levine screamed into the phone as he hung up and slammed the phone to the floor of his car. He slammed his fist into the stearing wheel, but forgot about his conversation with Malcolm when he saw the airport up ahead. He knew the only thing he could do now was put everything into his own hands and save his best friend before it was too late.
Levine got out of his car at the front gate and went inside the airport getting ready for one of the most dangerous rescue missions he'd ever have to make. He hoped to God that he'd be able to save his best friend before it was too late.
1/3/02 6:34:37 PM
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