Jurassic Park: New Beginnings

Prologue

A man, with a can of paint in his hand, climbed a nearby ladder. He poured the paint into the tray and threw the empty paint can to the floor. The sound of the empty paint can, hitting the floor, echoed throughout the underground room. He began applying the second coat of paint to the very high ceiling in the room that he was in. He was in the underground portion of a building known as the VISITORS CENTER. He had been working very steadily, for about the last hour or so.

As he continued to paint, he kept his eye on the giant sized underwater viewing areas, located in one of the walls. That was what this room was for, to observe whatever was out in the water. The man kept looking for what he guessed were some sort of tropical prehistoric fish, but was disappointed that he didn't see a single thing.

He turned his back toward the viewing areas and began to paint more of the ceiling. That's when he heard a thump, coming from behind him. He quickly turned around and looked through one of the viewing areas. Nothing. He made his way down a few ladder steps, and looked through the other viewing area, a little farther away. Nothing.

When he looked back at the first viewing area again, what he saw, caused him to scream. There, directly in front of him, was a very large eye, peering into the room from the other side of the reinforced glass. The eye was huge, but when the creature floated upward some, its teeth were seen. They were even bigger. The sight horrified the man. He tried to climb down the ladder, but his fear got the best of him. His foot slipped on one of the rungs, and he toppled to the floor. The sound of him hitting the floor echoed throughout the room, just like the empty paint can.

When he sat up, the creature had vanished. He sat there quietly shaking, trying to catch his breath. He was beginning to have chest pains, which began to scare him even more. He was finally able to stand up and walk toward the door. That's when he heard the thump again. He didn't want to see that awful thing beyond the glass again, but he forced himself to look. Nothing.

The man sighed with relief and took a few steps toward the door. He looked back one more time, just to make sure, and that's when he saw it. There was a smaller creature swimming past the glass now. Much smaller than the first horrendous thing that he had seen. The way it was swimming back and forth caused the man to get curious about it. He took a few steps toward the viewing area again. Then he stopped again, as he saw the smaller creature coming right for the glass. It rammed its snout right into the glass very hard, producing that same thump, that he had heard twice before. He jumped backwards, and tripped over his own feet, falling to the floor. That's when he caught a glimpse of the much bigger creature again. He screamed again, as he felt his chest constricting.

Pedro Gonzales was walking down the hallway of a large 3-story building. He was sent by someone high up in the Mexican government, to check security on one of the islands near the Baja Peninsula. He had taken a tour of most of the facilities now, with the exception of what was called THE VISITORS CENTER. He was walking with two other men, asking them many questions.

"Are all of these creatures real? Or are some of them animatronic? They all looked quite real, but there were an awful lot of them."

"They are real. Living and breathing, I assure you," the older British man answered.

"That is just glorious," Pedro said, "I had no idea what I would see when I arrived. I certainly wasn't prepared for this."

"Technology is great, isn't it?" The younger, and much larger man asked.

Pedro nodded. The three of them were on the first floor. The younger man went to a door ahead. After swiping his employee keycard through the reader, the door opened. He motioned for them to go inside.

Pedro looked around the room. It was large, complete with monitors and numerous lab tables. It was very clean. It took Pedro a few minutes to notice another person, working diligently, near the back of the room.

"So what is the reason for this room?" Pedro asked the older man.

The older gentleman looked toward the man near the back.

"Norman, why don't you come over and explain to Mr. Gonzales what it is that you do here."

Norman was one of the lab technicians that worked in the lab. He only worked the weekends, but his knowledge of the island and of the dinosaurs was very abundant. He got up from his chair and walked over to them.