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Jurassic Park Zero- A Prequel Resident Evil Style
By Vito_The_White
JURASSIC PARK ZERO
A PREQUEL TO JURASSIC PARK
UNIVERSAL PICTURES PRESENTS AN AMBLIN ENTERTAINMENT PRODUCTION "JURASSIC PARK ZERO" A TREVOR MELTON FILM SAMUEL L. JACKSON B. D. WONG WAYNE KNIGHT JENNIFER LOPEZ PETER GALLAGHER AND RICHARD ATTENBOROUGH LIVE ACTION DINOSAURS STAN WINSTON SPECIAL DINOSAUR EFFECTS MICHAEL LANTERARI MUSIC THEMES BY JOHN WILLIAMS FILM EDITOR ROBERT DALVA PRODUCTION DESIGNER ED VERREAUX DIRECTOR OF PHOTOGRAPHY SHELLY JOHNSON A.S.C. EXECUTIVE PRODUCER STEVEN SPIELBERG BASED ON CHARACTERS CREATED BY MICHAEL CRICHTON PRODUCED BY KATHLEEN KENNEDY LARRY FRANCO DIRECTED BY TREVOR MELTON
PROLOGUE: INGEN'S CONTAMINATION
At the ending of the twentieth-century, the InGen Corporation had become the largest commercial entity in the world.
Nine out of every ten homes contained its products. Its influence was felt everywhere.
In Public, it was the leading partnership of Animal Zoos, Hunting Preserves, and Plantation Homesteads.
Unknown by even some of its own employees, its massive information is generated by Genetic DNA, Fossilized Tree Sap, and Prehistoric Animals.
Deep inside the island of Isla Nublar, at the place called the Visitor's Center, in a research facility below ground, a team of workers worked around the clock.
In one room, filled with bright, white light, a worker was in a white biohazard suit. He had in his gloved hands, two controllers, which operated the giant robotic arms inside the glass case in front of the worker.
He moved the arms carefully, picking up tubes of frozen embryos and moving them from one case to another, both cases protected behind the glass.
On the outside of these tubes were different labels that had names of dinosaurs on them.
Also inside the case he was moving the tubes into, was a shiny black gun, placed in an indent in the case.
A few moments later, the robotic hands cleared away from the case, it sealed shut with a hiss, automatically locking itself.
A part of the metal below the glass opened and the man reached inside and grabbed the case, pulling it out and closing the metal door.
But before he closed it, he reached inside and grabbed the last tube, which had the word 'Velociraptor' on it, and took it.
A few minutes later, in an adjacent room, a large person wearing a Hawaiian tee shirt reached out, and in his hands was the tube with the embryo. It flew from his hands, spinning in the air.
It suddenly smashed against the corner of a table, shattering on impact. The frozen embryo fell to the floor and pooled around in one spot, becoming a gel substance. By now, however, the figure that was standing there a second before had left, and the room was empty.
An air vent over on a wall next to the released substance turned on, sucking air into it with a whoosh.
A man in a white shirt, his jacket folded over his arm and a cup of cold, Diet Pepsi, walked fast down a hall, sipping on his soda.
On the PA system, a woman's voice came over the intercom. "All Jurassic Park staff must wear their identity tags at all times, always carry your key cards to every room, and have a nice day."
The man had an ID tag on which read ‘Ronald Carlson.’ His shoes clicked on the floor as he quickened his pace.
Just as he walked out from the hall, and into the main waiting room, a large man wearing a Hawaiian tee-shirt, walking even faster then Ronald Carlson, bumped into him, knocking the cup in Ronald's hand, spilling some Pepsi on his white shirt, causing a big dark stain to appear.
Ronald sighed as he continued on his way, looking back at the figure that was rushing down another hall. “Thank-You!” He called after him, a sarcastic tone in his voice.
Other lab technicians and people in business suits walked through the lobby, going in their own direction, a few of them waiting in front of a shiny silver elevator door.
Across, on the other side of the room, were cages filled with juvenile Dilophosaurs, standing on two feet for balance, their spiked thumbs clicking on the floor as they paced back and forth. Others laid down, sleeping, and others stood on two legs, scratching at the cage doors.
A hiss started coming through the air vents in the roof and the Dilophosaurs started growling and honking at the noise the guard in the room couldn’t hear.
"What's wrong with you guys," the guard asked looking at them through his protective mask. He had to wear it in case the Dilos were to spit at him. The animals were getting worse by the second. "Calm down boys."
Ronald Carlson reached the elevator doors and waited next to the group of people, wiping away at the Pepsi stain on his shirt.
The person next to him, who had a tag that read ‘Roxanne Brown’, turned to him. “Some people, huh?”
Ronald looked at her and chuckled, showing her that he agreed. The door dinged open and a couple of people walked off, allowing the others waiting by the door to get on.
In a hallway near a lab room, Dr. Henry Wu was standing beside three scientists.
"Jennifer, I'm heading to the containment section." Wu stated. "I want the three of you to start that program on the gene sequencing. I'll be back in a few minutes."
"Yes sir." Jennifer White replied. She and the other two scientists entered the lab.
In a lab room, a camera switched on, by itself, a red light turning on. It started scanning the room, slowly moving back and forth. It spotted the spilled substance on the floor next to the broken glass, and zoomed in on it, taking readings and tests.
The words ‘Biohazard Warning’ flashed, getting joined by a beeping noise.
Suddenly the doors to the room opened and three scientists walked in dressed in their lab coats. “Why not?” one of them, Bobby Green, asked Jennifer, the girl that was talking to Dr. Wu before.
“Because I’m busy.” She snapped back as they approached a lab table. Suddenly a high-pitched beeping noise filled the room, notifying them of an emergency.
They looked up at the ceiling and the three people in the room started looking around the room, panicked.
In a communications room, Carla Rossiter sat in a seat, chewing a stick of gum as she talked on the phone to her friend, all around her were people, who jumping out of their seats, rushing around.
“Oh that’s nothing.” Carla said into the phone as the beeping sounded all over the facility. “It’s just a fire drill.” But even as she said it, she was wondering as she watched the others busily move around the room.
Two employees rushed down a hall, about to leave, just as the plexi-glass doors slid shut in front of them, blocking their escape.
They started using their cards in the key card slots, but it wouldn't cause the doors to slide back open.
A camera clicked on in the elevator, watching the people inside as they stood, waiting to reach their floor. Some tapped their toes, others did nothing. One guy was even reading the newspaper.
As the elevator slowed to a stop, they heard the beeping noise themselves.
“What’s that?” Ronald Carlson asked.
“Fire Drill.” Roxanne Brown answered, not looking alarmed, which was quite different then everyone else in the elevator.
Down in the locked lab, Jennifer and Bobby, along with one other worker, started to walk up the steps to the doors, but when they tried to open it, they found that the door was locked.
Then at that minute, the sprinklers came on, one after the other, pouring water down, soaking them.
“What the hell is going on?” Bobby asked.
“Get the computers covered!” Jennifer shouted as the three of them rushed to cover the computers with tarps. Jennifer ran over to an intercom system. "Dr. Wu do you read me? Dr. Wu we're have problems in here, do you copy? DAMN IT! The communications are out!"
Carla Rossiter looked at the phone; the line had suddenly gone dead. Somehow they'd lost communications ability. She tried to dial the phone number in again, but there was no dial tone.
"What the hell is going on here?"
In the elevator, Ronald Carlson was loosing his cool as he waited for the doors to the non-moving elevator to open. After a few more seconds, he lost it.
“Shouldn’t these doors open or something?” he asked as he pushed his way past the people in the elevator, to the front, pushing the ‘open’ button on the elevator wall. Nothing happened.
Suddenly the lights went out, plunging them into darkness for a second, before the emergency lights kicked in, created a green glow in the small, confined, area.
Roxanne reached over to the emergency phone and picked it up, hearing no dial tone. "Hello? Hello?" She pressed several buttons on the phone with nothing happening. She hung it back up as the elevator started to buckle.
In the lab with the three researchers, Dr. Red, the third worker, went up to Jennifer and Bobby. “Try the doors at the back.” Jennifer ordered.
“I tried.” Dr. Red answered. “They won’t open.”
Jennifer White turned to face the camera that was pointed at them as she continued to get drenched by the sprinklers. “There’s no fire here!” she shouted at it, waving her hands. "No fire! What's wrong with you?!"
The three workers tried using their key cards to open the stainless steel doors, but got nowhere with it. “Our cards don't work!” Jennifer informed the others.
“The door won’t open!” Bobby yelled to Jennifer. By now the water was as high as their ankles, and still rising.
Back in the elevator, the people were getting more worried.
“Has this ever happened before?” one of them asked.
“We have to get out of here!” Ronald stated in a panicked voice, as he banged on the walls with his fists.
“Hey buddy, take it easy.” one of the people said to him.
“You take it easy!” Ronald yelled back, shoving him.
“Quiet!” Roxanne hissed at them. “Hear that?”
Everyone in the elevator hushed up, and strained their ears to hear. At first they heard nothing, but then they heard faint screams. Then the screams got louder and were joined by the sound of the next elevator over falling down through it’s vertical tunnel, falling faster and faster.
The screams were extremely loud and then started getting fainter again. They all knew that the elevator next to them had fell, and their worst fears were fulfilled as they heard it hit the bottom of the shaft with a loud, echoing crash.
"Oh my God." Roxanne whispered.
Their elevator started to buckle some more and everyone inside started whimpering and holding their breath.
Suddenly the room shook as the elevator dropped down, making their stomachs feel like they were going above their heads.
Everyone started screaming as the elevator picked up pace, going faster and faster downwards.
Suddenly the brakes kicked in and the cable snapped taunt and the elevator came to a grinding halt on the second floor.
It took everyone a minute to realize they were ok, and when they finally did, they started laughing and chuckling with each other. They had all been knocked to the floor, but they stood back up and brushed themselves off.
In another lab, the room was filled with trapped people, banging on the doors and unbreakable windows, trying to get out as a gas started filling the room, creating a thick blanket of whiteness.
Soon, all the room was filled, and from out in the hall, all that could be seen was a blanket of whiteness.
Suddenly hands busted out of the fog, tons of hands, and started banging on the windows, but before long, they slumped and fell to the floor, disappearing back into the gas.
Then, the only person still moving was Carla Rossiter. She was crawling toward the door, moving over the bodies of the other people that were lying around her. She was holding her breath and crying in pain. She looked up at the camera still looking at her with its red light blinking. Carla then slowly lost her breath and her head dropped.
Dr. Henry Wu stood in the containment lab looking at a large crate, examining what was inside it. Suddenly a strange gas started coming through the air conditioning system. Wu looked around and smelled the gas. He started to panic. He backed away from the crate before him and right into a large pile of construction equipment that fell right on top of him. The gas finally started to take effect and the last thing that Wu saw was complete darkness consuming him.
The people in the elevator managed to pry open the doors with their hands, but only enough to fit one person through.
Roxanne was the one chosen to go through, since she was the skinniest. Before she went, she peered out and saw dead bodies of other scientists, lying on the floor.
Roxanne started to squeeze through, but suddenly found herself stuck. She was stuck between the floor of the elevator and the roof of the room.
“Arg, I’m stuck.” She gasped.
A camera out in the room swiveled and saw Roxanne trying to squeeze through.
Suddenly there was a metal clang. “What was that?” Ronald asked. The elevator started to drop, but very slowly. Roxanne twisted her body around, so her face was pointed down, then the elevator picked up speed and dropped really fast, causing Roxanne to scream as she saw the floor rush up to meet her face.
That’s when the elevator stopped. Her nose was just touching the floor when she opened her eyes, realizing she was still alive. She started to laugh as she rolled onto her back, breathing a sigh of relief.
Then, without warning, the elevator rushed up, causing Roxanne's face to get closer and closer with the ceiling.
Then, just as Roxanne thought it would stop like the last time, it didn’t and the last thing she saw was the roof connecting with her head.
CHAPTER 1: THE VISITOR'S CENTER
A black man opened his eyelids, his brown eyes seeing around the room. He was lying in a room filled with computers. He tried hard to remember what had happened, but he couldn’t remember anything, not even what he had been doing.
This was Ray Arnold, but he couldn’t even remember that.
As he tried to remember something - anything - he noticed that the computers were running a strange help signal throughout the room.
With the help of a nearby table for balancing, he stood up, finding that he was pretty dizzy. He tried to walk, and stumbled out onto the cold floor.
He looked around and saw he was in a pretty dirty, and uncleaned control room of some kind.
He stumbled over to a huge window at the side of the room and looked up at his reflection. He peered at his reflection, hoping that maybe it would jog a memory.
FLASHBACK:
Ray Arnold was sitting at one of the computer terminals smoking a cigarette. Suddenly an alarm was heard as gas was released above his head by a vent. As he breathed it in, he got very dizzy and closed his eyes, falling out of the chair he was sitting in.
Ray Arnold snapped back to the present and after another minute of looking at himself, he turned and reached for a lab coat that was on a nearby chair.
He put the lab coat on over his suit and tie, and went to the top of a small staircase and opened the door, stepping out of the control room. The door snapped shut behind him and locked.
He was inside a dark hallway. There was a window at the far end of the hall. He turned and went to the window. He moved the curtain aside and looked out at the fading sun glistening off the tops of the palm trees to the surrounding tropical forest.
He turned back to the hallway and spotted a note on a table right beside the window. He walked over to it and looked down at it:
‘Today all your dreams come true.” was written in handwriting. Arnold snatched up the nearby pen and started copying the sentence, writing below it, but after the first couple of words, he noticed that the handwriting was different. Someone else had written the note.
He looked back around the room again and decided to check out the drawers. He moved to a room beside the window and tried to open the door, but it was locked. He noticed a key card slot beside the door. He went through the pockets of the lab coat he was wearing and found a card of some kind inside. It had his picture on it and the name Ray Arnold. That was his name? It didn't seem to job anything else to him.
Arnold used the card in the slot and the door clicked unlocking. He entered. The room appeared to be someone's office. There was a desk and chair at the far end. He walked over to the desk and saw several papers of some importance. There was also a picture of two children standing beside a tree. There was a small nametag on the desk that read "John Hammond". He opened the first drawer in the desk. All that was in it was more papers and a few pens. He closed it and pulled open the one below that, and it too, was filled with papers and pens.
He knew the last one would be filled with papers and pens as well, but something in the back of his mind was nagging him to check anyway. So he closed the second drawer and opened the third, and to his surprise, there was a glass cover, and underneath, were different types of guns! On the glass was an electronic keypad, signifying he needed a code to open it.
Arnold looked at the top of the keypad and saw ‘Locked’ written in red computer letters.
A bang from the adjacent room caught his attention and he quickly closed the drawer and left the room.
He then turned a corridor in the hallway and went out into a large room. Before him was a large wooden spiral staircase going downward. Down below the staircase were skeletons of dinosaur fossils. One was a Tyrannosaurus and the other was a Brachiosaurus. Arnold walked down the steps to the bottom floor.
Arnold walked down the steps slowly, looking around. There were two doors in the room. One lead deeper into the lower part of the building. The other door seemed to be an exit to the building.
He walked down and toward the room that lead further into the building. He entered the door to see a large cafeteria and a display case that had tons of mercendise. He reached a table with expensive silverware on it. He was about to turn away when he noticed a picture in a frame in the middle of the table. He picked it up to get a closer look in the dark room, and he saw himself in a tuxedo, next to a woman in a beautiful wedding dress.
As he glared into the picture, he heard something fall off a table someplace behind him, but he ignored it, trying to remember the day in the picture.
His concentration was broken when he saw a figure move quickly in the reflection of the glass covering the picture.
Arnold whipped around and his eyes darted throughout the entire room, not seeing anyone or anything, but the door that he'd entered being shut.
“Hello?” Arnold called out, but got no answer.
He slowly walked out of the cafeteria and into the lobby again. He then moved towards the front door and stepped through the doorway, out onto the front entrance steps.
The sun had almost completely gone away, and night was almost there. The forest was still, not a sound being made. The environment was very tropical and warm. However, a breeze started to stir.
Arnold shivered when the breeze hit him, and he turned to look down the side of the building.
Suddenly a loud growl erupted from the forest and dozens of Pteranodons left the safety of the trees and flocked to the sky, flying away.
"Was that Pterodactyls," Arnold thought to himself. That couldn't be possible. Dinosaurs were extinct.
Just then, a large animal came bursting through the forest. It looked humongous and had a crocodilian head with a sail down the back of its spine. The animal roared and was about to rush toward Arnold, as if ready to attack.
Arnold turned and quickly ran back inside, closing the door behind him. Before he could turn around, he was grabbed around the waist and pulled back.
Arnold started kicking and demanding to be let go, but the hands didn’t loosen as they dragged him back into the cafeteria.
Suddenly something smashed though one of the windows, clattering to the floor.
“Get away from me!” Arnold yelled as he kicked at his attacker.
The small, flat, circular device that had flew through the window exploded in a small blast, knocking Arnold and his attacker to the floor.
The windows exploded inward as from each one, a man dressed in cargo safari cloths with a mask and goggles swung in, hanging off of ropes. As they landed in, they let go of the ropes.
Arnold's attacker whipped out a gun, but one of the masked people grabbed his arm from behind and pulled, kicking him in the back with great flexibility.
“Ahhhhh!” The attacker cried out. All of the 5 masked people took out their guns, baretta’s, and pointed them at the man who was now on his knees, his hands behind his back, being handcuffed.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” The attacker demanded through grunts of pain. “I’m a Geneticist for InGen!”
Over in the corner, Arnold was leaning against the wall, crouched down as the wind blew in through the broken windows.
One of the masked men strided over to Arnold and picked him up by the arms, forcing him to stand up. “Report.” The man said in a deep voice. Arnold just stared at the black mask. “Report now!”
“What?”
“I want your report, Mr. Arnold.” The man demanded.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Sir!” One of the other men called out. He was at a keypad on the wall, punching in buttons. There was a wire going from the keypad to a smaller device in his hand.
The main guy looked over. “What?”
“The Visitor's Center's primary defenses have been activated. Mr. Arnold's probably still suffering from the side effects.”
The main guy grabbed Arnold by the arm and dragged him as he walked. “What about the Geneticist?” he asked as he walked.
One of the other men reached into the attacker’s pocket and pulled out his driver's license. “Dr. Jeff Rossiter.” The soldier checked an electronic database attached to his arm. “A Geneticist formerly on the JP project. He was let go by Dr. Wu two years ago.”
Rossiter was kneeling down, his hands cuffed behind him; two of the men were pointing their guns at his head. “Dr. Wu changed his mind!” Rossiter shouted. “They probably don’t even have me back on file yet!”
The main guy nodded his head. “Wu is slow at getting those things done. It's possible.”
The man directly behind Rossiter cocked his gun. “Should we leave him?”
The main soldier reached up and removed his mask. This was Carlos Bowman, the team leader of the InGen Special Forces. A team of an elite few who go on near-impossible mission.
“No, bring him.” Carlos commanded.
“You can’t do this!” Rossiter yelled.
The man behind him put away his gun and removed his mask, showing him to be a her. This was Kathy McMillan. She leaned down next to Rossiter's ear and said to him, “Blow me.”
Arnold took a look at Kathy, and suddenly another memory came to him.
FLASHBACK
Arnold and Kathy were in a dining room with some guests, laughing.
Arnold and Kathy were in their wedding dress and tux, standing next to each other as a camera flashed.
Arnold snapped back as he saw Kathy drag Rossiter to his feet and forcefully push him along.
“Mr. Regis, breech the Genetics Lab.” Carlos ordered. Another man, Ed Regis, removed his mask and entered in some digits on the device he held in his hand that was connected to the keypad in the wall near the merchandise stand. A second later, the huge stand with merchandise from Jurassic Park came out and opened outward, revealing a set of stone stairs leading down.
All the InGen SF team members took out their machine gun-type guns and Regis disconnected his device and ran to catch up to the others as they rushed to the other side of the hidden door, just as the merchandise stand closed shut behind them.
They walked fast down the concrete stairs and reached an underground railroad track with a subway train waiting for them.
All the InGen SF's raised their guns and walked around the waiting area, going around pillars and boxes, securing the area, leaving Rossiter and Arnold in the middle.
One of the soldiers looked down at his watch and pressed a button, which caused the 2:48:41 to start counting backwards.
Regis reached the train first and pushed the side door open and hoped on, aiming his gun out into the darkness as he secured the train. In the middle of the main train room, were two steel grates that were opened downward.
Regis ran into the control room and started looking around at all the gadgets and buttons.
Carlos and the others quickly hoped on just as Regis looked back. “Power’s down.”
“Well fix it.” Carlos said back.
Kathy laid her gun down and took out a flashlight as she approached the metal grate, opened downward. She jumped down and landed on the hard floor of the railroad. She stood up straight and was face level with some electronic circuits. She held the flashlight in her mouth as she started disconnecting and reconnecting wires.
Suddenly something popped down, causing her to jump. “Need any help?” another member of the InGen team, Ramon Sawyers, asked as he hung upside down from the floor of the train. He started laughing. “Jumpy?” he asked as he laughed.
“Just help me up, Ramon.” Kathy said, ticked off at her friend for scaring her. She reached back and lifted a lever and the lights on the train turned on as a hum started up.
Ramon reached a hand down and helped her back up into the train as the metal grate doors swung upward and closed.
Regis pressed some buttons on the high-tech control room panel and the train started up, moving forward with the train track, which headed downward, deeper underground.
The other three soldiers removed their masks, two being male, and the other female. These were Bob Morris, Miguel Cruz, and Maria Sanchez.
“Someone get that door open.” Carlos said.
Kathy walked over to a stainless steel door and tried pulling on the handle, but it wouldn’t budge. She tried pushing on it with all her might but it still wouldn’t open. She turned back to face the others and saw Rossiter looking at her. “You got a problem?” She sneered.
“What’s wrong with that door?” Carlos asked.
Kathy turned to face him. “Sealed shut.”
“Let me.” Ramon said as he walked towards the door, pushing past Kathy. He smiled at her as he started pulling on the door and Kathy gave him the finger as she smiled back.
Suddenly the door popped open and a very fat person fell down, knocking into Ramon, falling to the floor, and causing Ramon to jump.
All of the InGen SF members that were in the area pointed their guns at the fallen person as Ramon stood up. He turned and saw Kathy looking at him.
“Jumpy?” she asked with a smile.
Arnold stood in a trance, the face of this unconscious man bringing back some more memories.
FLASHBACK:
Arnold saw himself sitting in the control room with the fat man, this being Dennis Nedry. They were both discussing stuff on the computer systems.
Arnold snapped back to the present and found that his fingers were fiddling with something one of his fingers. He looked and saw a wedding ring on his finger.
His eyes darted to Kathy, whom wasn't paying attention, and saw the same wedding ring on her finger. Rossiter watched Arnold as he did all that.
Suddenly the fat man’s eyes opened and he started moving his head back and forth, mumbling.
“Lie still.” Maria ordered as she took out a small light. She held the man’s head with one hand and flashed the light in his eyes.
“Follow this light.” She said. She moved the light back and forth and the man, who was Dennis Nedry, followed with his eyes.
“How many fingers am I holding up?” Maria asked as she put the light away and held up three fingers.
“Three,” the man moaned.
“Good. Now tell me your name.”
Nedry laid on the floor, thinking hard. “I…I don’t know,” he admitted.
Maria looked up at the other InGen SF members, who were looking down at them. “Nedry's fine. Memory loss, just like the other one.”
Dennis Nedry sat up, holding the back of his head. He looked over and saw Arnold looking at him and he looked back at him curiously.
CHAPTER 2: BREECHING THE GENETICS LAB
A few minutes later, the train started slowing down as it approached a loading deck, much like the one they had left a few minutes earlier, only this one was much deeper underground.
As they approached, the lights on the ceiling of the platform started turning on, lighting up the area.
Once the train stopped, the InGen SF members got off first, raising their guns as they went between boxes and crates, and around pillars, securing the area, making sure it was safe.
Two of them, Bob Morris and Miguel Cruz, carried a big, black metal trunk. As they all did their jobs, a camera clicked on, up near the roof, watching their every move.
They approached a set of doors, and they hid behind some crates. Ramon went on ahead, carefully, with his gun aimed out, walking quickly but quietly.
He raised his hand and made a signal, showing that it was safe. They walked up a set of stairs and down a small hall to a huge door. By now, Carlos and Kathy had gone back and got Nedry, Arnold, and Rossiter, and now they had caught up to their other team members.
“Listen, “ Arnold spoke up to Carlos, “I don’t know who you people are, but I want to know what’s going on here.” Carlos ignored him, looking ahead at the door. Arnold reached up his hand and punched Carlos' shoulder, causing him to turn to look at him. “Now.”
Carlos sighed. “You and I have the same employer.” He explained. As he explained, he looked back and forth between Arnold and Nedry. “We all work for the InGen Corporation. The Visitor's Center above us is the emergency entrance to the Genetics Lab. You two and Kathy are security operatives placed there to protect that entrance. Mr. Arnold, you are the Chief Engineer of the park and Mr. Nedry, you are the computer programmer. Kathy is a Geneticist in secret. She's really a well trained soldier.”
“What about this?” Arnold asked, holding up the finger with the wedding ring on. Kathy looked at him and smiled.
“You and Kathy are married.” Carlos answered in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Why hasn't Kathy lost her memory?" Arnold asked.
"She was on Isla Sorna at the time that all of this happened." Carlos replied.
"What's Isla Sorna?" Arnold asked.
“Wait,” Nedry interrupted. “What is The Genetics Lab?”
“Show them.” Carlos said to Ed Regis.
Regis took out a small electronic device and placed it on a small crate. He opened it up and there was a screen on one part and a keyboard on another. “Accessing schematic of The Genetics Lab.”
A small picture filled the screen of an island. “Isla Nublar, the location of Jurassic Park and InGen's greatest creations. There are fifteen species of dinosaurs on this island including the Spinosaurus that you saw outside the building. Don't worry. There's a team catching that animal right now. Something went wrong with its paddock fence.” Carlos pointed out. Suddenly it showed a large jungle like building in the middle of the island that was near another building labeled the Safari Lodge. “The Visitor's Center, where we found you and gained access to the train.”
The picture showed the train heading downward at a slant, going down a really long tunnel. “Which in turn,” Carlos continued. “Brought us to The Genetics Lab. The Genetics Lab itself is located underground, deep beneath the paddocks and maintance roads of Isla Nublar.”
The picture then showed the train stopping and an underground facility that looked a little like a DNA strand, or a spiral ladder.
“The Genetics Lab is a top secret research facility owned and operated by the InGen Corporation. It houses over one hundred lab technicians, geneticists, and support staff. They live and work underground. Their research is of the highest importance, and it’s classified. Our position on the map is showed by heat signature.”
The picture zoomed in on The Genetics Lab and soon it showed a bunch of red blobs in the form of humans.
Ramon was at the metal door, a welding mask over his face as he held a long device at the door, which was trying to open the door, causing sparks to fly. A bunch of wires were suddenly severed and fell to the floor.
Ramon stopped the device and lifted up his mask.
“Why can’t we remember anything?” Nedry asked.
Carlos answered, “The Genetics Lab has it’s own defense mechanisms, all computer controlled. A nerve gas was released into the Visitor's Center, Safari Lodge, and Maintance Buildings. We found Robert Muldoon and Gerry Harding at the Lodge and left them to deal with the Spinosaurus. The gas knocked you unconscious, which could have lasted up to four hours. Second effects vary, but can include temporary memory loss.”
“For how long?” Nedry asked.
“It’s subjective. An hour. A day. A week.”
Rossiter interrupted. “So you’re saying this place was attacked?”
“I'm afraid it’s a little more complicated then that.” Carlos admitted.
Suddenly Ramon walked up to them. “Sir, We’ve breeched The Genetics Lab.” He informed Carlos, taking the welding mask off.
The door lifted upward and two of the soldiers knelt down, pointing their guns out into the dark hall, as the others stayed back with the three civilians, also pointing their guns out.
“Change eyes.” Carlos commanded.
Ramon and Regis lowered a pair of night-vision goggles over their eyes as they proceeded into the darkness.
After a few minutes of waiting, the people still back by the door heard Ramon shout back to them. “Got it!” then the lights started coming on and a window showing a large viewing area that was an open clearing with Brachiosaurs walking around the clearing through the opened blinds.
The short hall ended up going into a big lobby.
All the InGen SF members secured the area, making sure no danger was around, and then headed for the elevator doors, the three civilians not far behind.
As they walked and looked around the room, Rossiter went over to the windows. He was approached by Maria.
“If we’re underground, how can there be a clearing with dinosaurs?” Rossiter asked.
"I thought you worked here two years ago," Maria asked suspiciously.
"I worked on Sorna," Rossiter replied. "I've never worked on this island once."
“In that case, it’s just a hologram.” Maria explained. “Makes it easier to work underground. There are more of these all around the complex. You'll just have to get used to it.”
Regis and Ramon managed to force the elevator doors open, and when they did, Carlos and Kathy automatically pointed their guns into the elevator shaft. The elevator wasn’t there, and they all looked up, then down, seeing the elevator crashed on the bottom floor, far below.
“Guess we’re taking the stairs.” Ramon joked. Carlos nodded in agreement.
A few minutes later, they were all rushing down a set of stairs that went down in a square spiral.
As they reached the bottom, Carlos called out, “Status?”
“The Gambler's Ruin is locked onto us.” Regis said, looking at some readings at a device on his arm. “She knows we’re here.”
“Who’s the Gambler's Ruin?” Arnold asked.
“State of the art Artificial Intelligence.” Carlos informed him. “She’s the security that controls The Genetics Lab.”
They ran down a hall, and on one side were vats filled with murky water. There were small holes all throughout the vats, causing little bits of water to spray out.
Through the water, the people could make out the shapes of humans.
Miguel looked down a side hall, his gun, just like everyone else’s, was still raised. The hall he looked down into was empty.
He turned back to the others as they continued on. Suddenly they all stopped.
“Miguel, scout out the room.” Carlos commanded. Miguel nodded and went on ahead.
“What happened here?” Nedry asked as they passed by the vats. Rossiter and Arnold joined Nedry in looking at Carlos and Kathy for the answer.
“Four hours ago the Gambler's Ruin went homicidal. Sealed The Genetics Lab and killed everyone down here. When Mr. Hammond realized what had happened, my team was dispatched to shut her down.”
“Why did she do it?” Arnold asked.
“We don’t know.” Carlos admitted. “But outside interference is a possibility.”
Suddenly, from inside one of the vats, a human body floated and thumped against the glass, causing them to jump back. The person was a female and her long hair was floating above her head, her eyes closed. This was Jennifer White.
Arnold turned to face Kathy. “You ok?”
Kathy just nodded her head.
“Here.” Arnold took off his lab coat and handed it to her.
“No, I don’t need it.”
“It’s cold in here.” Arnold pushed on.
As Kathy took the lab coat, Arnold got another flashback.
FLASHBACK
Arnold and Kathy were in bed, having sex.
Arnold snapped back to the present watched while Kathy put on the lab coat, covering her safari cloths. She looked a little goofy, but she didn't seem as cold anymore. She turned back to Arnold. “You remember anything?” She asked. “Before this?”
“No.” Arnold answered. “You?”
Kathy looked away, and then looked back at him smiling. “I'm not the one that lost my memory remember?"
Arnold chuckled. "What is Isla Sorna?"
"Site B. The other island."
"You're telling me there are two islands with dinosaurs on them?"
"Yes."
Rossiter was off to the side, looking at a vent in the roof. He strained his ears and could have sworn he heard a whisper.
“Sir.” Rossiter whipped around, seeing that Ramon was talking to Carlos. “The whole level is flooded.”
“Alright, we're behind schedule.” Carlos spoke up. “So let’s move it!”
They all started walking away from the area, down the hall.
After they had left, back in the vat with Jennifer White who had bumped into the glass, opened her eyes and her hand reached up and touched the glass.
CHAPTER 3: DEFENSES ARE AMONG US
A few minutes later, on another level; the group was at the end of a hallway, a door blocking the rest of their way.
Regis rushed to the control panel on the wall and punched in a code. The doors slid open and they all rushed into the room. The room was a huge storage room full of large crates and wires.
“Residence Quarters 2” Regis spoke up. “That’s what the map says.”
“Maybe you’re reading it wrong.” Ramon ran back to Regis to look at the map.
“Maybe InGen's hiding a few secrets down here.” Rossiter suggested, his hands still handcuffed behind his back. "Something you're not supposed to see."
"The embryonic contamination is non-existant in this room sir." Maria stated looking at a handheld computer.
“Ok. There may be survivors.” Carlos informed them “Create a search line, but keep it tight.”
They started moving among the crates, never too far away from each other.
Within a few minutes, Arnold had wandered off on his own, and was going down an aisle of crates and containment units. He approached one containment unit out of curiosity and peered in through the small glass window.
He could see very little due to all the mist inside, but he could pick out a slimy figure inside, wires connecting from the walls of the containment unit to the flesh.
“I said keep it tight.”
Arnold jumped and turned around, seeing Carlos next to him, also peering into the containment unit.
“Sorry.” he apologized. Then he said, “I’m not sure I want to remember what went on down here.”
Carlos looked at him, then back into the containment unit, then back at him. “I don’t blame you.” He turned to walk away. “Come on.”
Arnold took one last glance at the containment unit, then turned and followed Carlos.
"Sir!" Kathy yelled from the far end of the room.
Everyone ran up to her.
"I've found something." Kathy was uncovering an area around her that had lots of broken items. As she reached the bottom, she uncovered a man lying unconcious. He was wearing all white. A white lab coat covered the rest of his white clothing. He was chinese.
"It's Dr. Wu!" Carlos exclaimed moving over to the man.
Arnold looked at the man and his eyes became large.
FLASHBACK
Arnold and Wu shaking hands.
Arnold and Wu drinking something in the Cafeteria of the Visitor's Center.
Arnold snaps out of the flashback and saw Carlos and Ramon trying to revive Dr. Wu. Maria moved over and examined him.
"He's out cold." Maria said.
"Is there any way to wake him?" Carlos asked.
"Yes." Maria removed some kind of substance from her pocket and placed it in Wu's mouth. The man suddenly sat straight up and gasped.
"Where am I? Who am I? Who are you?" Wu was very horrified.
"You're Dr. Henry Wu." Carlos replied. "You're in the Genetics Lab. We're InGen Special Forces members. We were sent here to rescue you."
"Oh." Wu shook his head. There was nothing else that he could say. He had to go along with it anyway, because almost all of them had guns.
"Is he suffering from the knockout gas?" Carlos asked.
"Yes." Maria replied. "I guess Gambler's Ruin had no reason to kill anyone in here so she just knocked Dr. Wu out so he didn't return to any of the rooms that was contaminated."
“Alright, Kathy, Ramon, Stay here and secure the prisoner.” Carlos ordered. "Dr. Wu, come with us."
Rossiter started walking with the others, but Kathy pulled on his handcuffs. “Last time I checked you were the prisoner. Stay here!"
“What the hell do they keep in these things?” Miguel Cruz asked as he walked by some of the containment units.
“How should I know?” Bob Morris asked.
A few minutes later, Ed Regis was at a computer console, typing on a keyboard.
“What’s taking so long?” Carlos asked.
“Gambler's Ruin has her defence up.” Regis explained as his fingers flew across the keyboard. “She's making it difficult.”
Suddenly Regis had typed out the right thing and the door opened with a hiss. "Bingo!"
“Let’s pack it up.” Carlos said as he started moving towards the door. Regis and Maria stayed back at the computer console along with Arnold, Wu, and Nedry.
Carlos, Miguel, and Bob Morris started unpacking a device from the big black metal trunk they brought. It was a giant cylinder that they loaded up into a holding device.
Carlos went on ahead cautiously down the hall, heading for the door. Part way down bright lights suddenly turned on from all around, startling Carlos.
He suddenly stopped and turned to face the other way.
“It’s ok.” Regis shouted down to him. “The lights are automatic.”
Carlos sighed as he turned back around and continued on. As he reached the door, he passed by a hidden security camera behind a pane of glass.
He reached the door and pressed in a code, causing the door to open and reveal another room that looked like a power room, having a giant generator in the middle.
Carlos called back to Miguel and Morris. “Alright, bring the disrupter.”
“What’s that?” Arnold asked Regis as Miguel and Morris picked up the disrupter and started moving down the hall.
“That’s what’s going to shut The Gambler's Ruin down.” Regis answered. “Sends out a massive electrical charge which crashes the mainframe and causes it to reboot.”
Suddenly, just as soon as Miguel and Morris had gone inside the hall, the door slid down,trapping them inside.
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