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Jurassic World: Camp Cretaceous (Gender Neutral Reader Insert)

Chapter 6: Happy Birthday, Eddie!

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Flies buzz around you, or perhaps they were mosquitoes? Either way, they’re bothering you all to a catastrophic level.

One had flown into Kenji’s mouth earlier, and you’d have laughed if one hadn’t flown into yours as soon as you opened your mouth to do so.

You were still grimacing from the taste of it when, out of the blue, Ben screams. Prompting the rest of you to turn around and scream as well.

“Sorry, I stepped on a twig.” He apologizes with a crooked smile.

Various complaints rang out. The only ones who don’t rag on Ben being Darius and you. Though you said nothing only because the damn taste was still in your mouth.

Darius reassures him kindly. “It’s okay Ben. We’re all on edge.”

“And lost.” Yasmina adds.

Sammy nods. “Yeah, we’ve been out here for a while now. Darius, you sure we’re still headed for the park?”

“Well, we’d be sure if I still had my phone,” Brooklynn jabs. “Because it has a GPS, a compass app, and is also a phone!”

“Sammy didn’t steal your phone!” Yasmina shouted as she shoved Brooklynn away from the girl. “No one stole your phone! Can we please stop talking about the phone?!”

Ben interrupts worriedly, “You guys! You guys, you guys, you guys. Could you all yell at each other quieter, please?”

“My fellow campers, chill!” Kenji yells, ignoring Ben’s concerns. “What we need here is someone who can make the hard call on what to do next. Since I’m obviously leadership material…”

Hard, disbelieving stares are the only response Kenji gets.

“... I’ll do this. And my first decree as leader is… for everyone to stop talking and just listen to Darius!”

Ignoring the decree as leader part, you actually didn’t mind Darius being in charge. He probably knew the most about dinosaurs apart from you, and you certainly weren’t looking to be in a leadership role anytime soon.

Though this forced leadership role only seemed to confuse Darius. Kenji hung an arm around Darius’s shoulder and gave him what you could only assume to be a pep talk.

“So, which way, Darius?” Kenji asked, this time within hearing volume.

“Please, you’re just trying to cover up the fact that you’re lost, too, Mr. VIP.” Brooklynn accused. “None of us know where we are.”

“I know where we are!” Darius suddenly yelled. “We’re by the Carnotaurus paddock! I thought this place looked familiar.”

Darius runs off, while Kenji brags with a smirk. “Am I an excellent leader or what?”

He’s passed by with no second glances as everyone follows Darius without another word.

“I remember the fence!” Darius’s face goes from a carefree to fearful once he finds what he’s looking for. “The broken, ripped-down fence.”

“That means… that means Toro is out here… with us,” Ben whimpered worriedly.

“Now we have to deal with the Indominus and Toro.” Darius said grimly, before raising his head in confusion. “Hold up. How do you know about Toro?”

“We all know. Kenji told us, like, the day after it happened.” Yasmina said as she walked past the three.

Darius eyes Kenji with a disappointed stare, but continues being the Kenji-assigned leader he is.

“We know this enclosure is due North of the main park. So, if we keep going that way, we’ll hit the visitors’ center. We’re sure to find Dave and Roxie, or someone else there in charge.” He announces.

“Yes! Exactly what I was thinking, as a leader, which I am.” Kenji gloats. “Follow me!”

Everyone adheres to Kenji’s words, all except Darius, Ben, and you.

“I don’t think finding an adult is going to help.” Ben admitted. “A terrifying, camouflaged dinosaur trashed our camp. No way they have a plan for that.”

“You saw what that thing did to those men at the observation tower, and the Brachiosaurus too.” You remarked with crossed arms.

“I know, it’s scary. But this is Jurassic World. Dealing with dinosaurs is what they do.”

“They didn’t deal so well at their last park, did they?” Ben hummed sarcastically.

“Everything will be okay. Trust me.” Darius asserted with a hand on Ben’s shoulder. To you, he smiles, but his eyes seem to search your own for something out of reach.

Once Darius walks out of range, Ben looks up at you in question. “Do you trust him?”

You don’t answer. Stuck, glaring in the direction Darius had gone.

Instead of giving a verbal response, you simply grab ahold of his sleeve and begin pulling him with you towards the rest of the group.

For the time being, Darius was your best bet out of this. So you’d stick with him if it meant you’d get off of Isla Nublar alive. Plus, you had to figure out why he looked at you like that.

The group pauses their trek once you all come across what appeared to be a massacre. A stray gyrosphere lay with an enormous hole broken into it, along with an Ankylosaurus corpse.

From this distance you could see how the creature was torn into, yet its body was ultimately intact. Scarily so.

“Predators don’t kill prey and then just leave without feeding.” Darius said with a dejected face. “This… this isn’t right.”

“That thing did the same with those men, didn’t it?” You questioned, eyeing the corpse. “It’s killing for fun.”

A rustling in the bushes grabs your guys’ attention, and you all run to hide. From behind the broken gyrosphere, you have a clear view of the bushes. The rustling only gets louder, and with a snarl, something busts out.

Everyone screams, but you could only stare at what had emerged.

With a scoff, you stand up and push Ben towards the baby Ankylosaurus as she bellows. His eyes light up at the sight of her.

“Bumpy!” He shouts in delight, running towards the little one as she meets him halfway.

The little Ankylosaurus was still evidently a baby, but she had grown since the last time you’ve seen her. Now you could confidently say that she was about the size of a small dog–a wide, small dog.

Ben rubbed his face against the baby as he laughed, Kenji complaining about how smelly she was.

“How do you even know that’s the same dinosaur?” He asks with a raised brow.

“Her big head bump! Dr. Wu said she’s asymmetrical, but he’s wrong that it’s bad.” He said with glee. “And so what if she’s asymmetrical? There’s nothing wrong with being different, or bumpy, or getting tired after reading an overly thrilling book! And maybe if her parents had listened to her, she wouldn’t have come here and gotten attacked!”

You had an inkling this wasn’t about the little dinosaur anymore.

“As fun as this reunion is, shouldn’t we keep moving south?” Kenji wondered, with a thumb pointing behind him.

“I’m not spending another hour walking through the jungle, hoping that we don’t run into that Indominus.” Brooklynn huffed. “We need a new plan.”

“Uh, yeah, obviously we need a new plan. So, I had Darius figure out a new one.” He punched Darius’s shoulder playfully. “Lay it on us, bro.”

“Okay. So, uh… we need to find somewhere safe close by. If camp is that way, and the park is that way…” He gasped.

“Isn’t Dr. Wu’s field genetics lab near here? You guys went on the tour. Does this area look familiar?”

You all spared a glance around, trying to spark a sense of familiarity.

“Um… yeah. Y-yeah.” Sammy stammered uncertainly. “I think it might be over that way.”

“That seems right.” Yasmina nodded.

“Great! That’s where we should go. There’s bound to be an adult there who can help or tell us what to do. Right?”

Faint roaring ended Darius’s questions.

“Fine, whatever! Let’s just go to the lab. As long as we are moving away from that,” Brooklynn whispered shakingly.

“What about Bumpy?” Ben asked as the creature in question growled softly.

“She’s a dinosaur, bro. She belongs out here in the wild.” Kenji answered plainly.

“And she’ll just slow us down. We gotta go now.” Yasmina said urgently, not waiting for a response as she kept moving.

You patted Ben’s back sympathetically, following the rest of the group so that he could say his goodbyes in peace.

As you all walked, Darius asked Kenji a series of questions, worried about his decision-making. Eventually, his worries rubbed off on Kenji, as he ran ahead of the group.

This just left you and Darius walking quietly in the back. You could feel him glancing at you every once in a while. You would’ve said something if his eyes didn’t wander behind you.

Confused, you looked behind yourself, now noticing the absence of a particular germaphobe.

“Wait, where’s Ben?” You said suddenly, causing the group to look back in concern.

A blue t-shirt eventually appeared from behind some bushes, him grunting as he tugged Bumpy along. She released a low growl as he shushed her.

Yasmina cleared her throat, causing Ben to jump before shoving the dinosaur behind the shrubs.

He smiled awkwardly. “How’s it hangin’... dudes?” He mimicked a surfer accent as he finger-gunned you all.

“Ben, are you hiding Bumpy in that bush?” Darius asked in disappointment.

The Ankylosaurus bellowed softly from the bushes as Ben shook his head. “Nope. That could be anything. The jungle makes all sorts of weird noises.”

He grunted as Bumpy busted through the undergrowth and knocked him off his feet.

“How did she get here?” He asked with an unconvincing smile.

“We don’t have time for this!” Yasmina said firmly. “There are dinosaurs eating people out here, and Bumpy can’t keep up!”

“She can move faster.” Ben defended. “Ankylosauruses run fast. Right, Darius?”

“When they’re fully grown, maybe, but she’s just…”

The baby Ankylosaurus cuts Darius off with a huff, then suddenly falls to the ground, snoring.

Kenji scoffed, “Wow! Yeah, total speed demon. Say goodbye, Ben.”

You’d defend him if you could, but leaving the dinosaur behind was the best option. However, you all paused when Ben abruptly shouted.

“No! You say hello, because she is coming with us. So… there!”

“Ben, you’re not thinking this through. Bumpy’s too slow.” Brooklynn explained.

She was right. If Ben wanted the best chance possible to survive, it’d be best to leave her here. You didn’t understand why he’d risk his survival to bring some dinosaur with you all.

“Then… then we’ll put her in the van!”

Huh?

Sammy scoffed in disbelief. “What van?”

Ben pointed behind your group. “That one!”

Lo-and-behold, a black van stood on the dirt road not too far away from you lot.

Running to open the back doors, Kenji gasps excitedly. “It’s an ACU transport!”

Upon seeing your confused faces, he continued. “Asset containment unit. Got a tour of their HQ.”

He climbed into the van, grabbing the hold handle as he did so. “Super hard-core dino-trapping security dudes.”

“Then where are they?” Darius questioned.

An air of uncertainty surrounded your group before Brooklynn yelled.

“Is that a tablet?!” She shoved Darius out of the way as she climbed into the van desperately.

After her, everyone filed in. It seems luck was upon you all, as Sammy found a stray walkie-talkie.

“Dave, Roxie! Can y’all hear us?” Sammy begged.

The only response she got was the crackling of static.

“And of course this doesn’t have communication enabled.” Brooklynn whined, her face illuminated by the green screen of the tablet. “Because you know what? Why would it? If I had my phone–”

“Enough already!” Darius screamed.

“There are bigger things going on here than your phone!”

Your eyes widened as he yelled, though you couldn’t blame him. The constant fighting was getting on your nerves as well. Not to mention that Darius had been peacekeeping this entire day.

Brooklynn went quiet at his outburst, though her attention drifted to the tablet as a beeping started up.

“There’s a map program with little moving dots on it.” She announced, and everyone huddled to see the screen.

“They chip all the dinosaurs electronically to track them. See? There’s us, and there’s…” Darius paused at what was on the screen.

“Wait. Here’s the Brachiosaurus Grove on the map, so why are the Brachiosauruses way over there?” Kenji pointed out.

“I think maybe the fences are down. At least some of them.” Bumpy’s trilling interrupted Darius.

The little dinosaur ran in circles as she squealed in distress from her place outside of the van.

“Easy girl!” Ben instantly jumped out to console her.

The Ankylosaurus went still, as a rumbling could be heard from just half a mile away. It resembled footsteps, big ones.

“Guys,” Ben murmured. “Something’s coming this way.”

Brooklynn stared at the tablet in confusion. “That’s weird. Whatever that is, it isn’t showing up on the tablet.”

The only visible dot near you was your guy’s own location.

“What kind of dinosaur wouldn’t have a transponder?” Darius whispered from beside you.

“I’m not in the mood to find out.” Kenji whined.

Bumpy kept squealing despite Ben’s efforts to silence her, causing both you and Yasmina to walk to the edge of the van.

“Ben, shut her up!” Yasmina hissed.

Ben didn’t get the chance to, as a deep roar rang out. And it was way too close for comfort.

“We’ve gotta go now!” Darius screamed.

As Ben picked Bumpy up into his arms, you held your hands out carefully. Heaving as he plops her into your arms and using all your weight to pull her into the van while Ben clambers in as well.

You pushed the baby Ankylosaurus off of you and practically threw yourself into a seat next to Yasmina.

“Wait! Doesn’t anyone know how to drive a van?” Darius exclaimed upon realizing that everyone had buckled their seatbelts, yet no one had gotten into the driver’s seat.

“No, but we drove gyrospheres, right? It can’t be that different,” Sammy said skeptically.

Ben shook his head. “The gyrospheres had joysticks and a Jimmy Fallon tutorial. I don’t even have my learner’s permit!”

“I do!” Kenji grunted as he jumped up and onto the driver’s seat.

He hesitantly placed his hands on the wheel. “Hands at ten and two–”

You all yelled at him to go, and he sped off… only to drive backwards.

“Wrong way! Wrong way!” Ben screamed.

Kenji quickly shifted the gear at random to go forward instead. But with that added detour, the Indominus was now right behind the black vehicle.

“It’s gaining! Go faster!” Sammy urged him.

“I can’t!” Kenji whined.

He obviously had little to no experience in driving a car.

“You’re in the wrong gear!” You yelled.

“Well, how do I shift gears?” Kenji spared a wide-eyed glance towards you.

“You just did!” you shouted in bewilderment.

Everyone screamed as the dinosaur came closer and closer to the van.

“It’s coming!”

“Step on that thing!”

“Zigzag!”

“Are you signaling?!”

“Can everyone not yell at me while I’m saving our lives!” Kenji said in exasperation.

Sparing a look towards the back windows, you watched as the white dinosaur just barely grabbed hold of the van with its jaws.

None of you were going to get out of this alive if Kenji kept driving like this, so you unbuckled yourself and lunged forward to grasp the steering wheel and turn it in another direction.

Unfortunately, that direction was a cliff.

The cliff was steep, so much so that the van practically glided down it at concerning speeds. Despite all the screams, Kenji tried his best at steering the van to avoid all the incoming trees.

Eventually, the van swerved to its side as its tires screeched. The sound was like that of nails on a chalkboard; and you’d cover your ears if you weren’t already holding on to anything in your proximity for dear life.

Soon, the van slowed its speed and bumped into a tree, almost tipping over before regaining its balance with a loud thump.

“At least we lost the Indominus.” Brooklynn panted.

“Now… where do we go?” Sammy wondered aloud.

Pointing towards the front of the van, Ben answered, “How about into the genetics lab?”

The lab stood not too far from where the van had come to a stop. Once again, Ben had summoned something out of thin air.

“It’s a gift.” He smiles smugly when everyone stares at him in shock.

The door hissed as your group stepped in. It was dark, leaving only the red glow of the exit sign on the door to illuminate your way.

Although, as you all walked further in, there laid a stray cake with some lighting of its own. A birthday cake, with candles lined up evenly on the top, and a salmon rose made of frosting.

Suddenly, a man jumped from behind the cake, the candles illuminating his bared teeth.

You all screamed in surprise, the grown man doing the same as he shined a lamp directly at your group.

“Not dinosaurs. You’re not dinosaurs.” The man groaned as he collapsed onto the same table that was holding the cake.

“This is the worst birthday ever.” He sighed.

After a conversation or two, everyone besides the grown man had a fat slice of cake.

You sat in a stray computer desk, next to Ben’s crouched form. Shoveling a piece of the cake into your mouth with a fork left on the table. It was actually pretty good.

Looking down towards Ben’s form and watching as he wiped some dirt from Bumpy’s head, you noticed he hadn’t grabbed a slice. Perhaps he was a vegan? If he was, you wouldn’t be too surprised.

“Again, we are so happy we found you. Things are crazy!” Darius explained. “There’s a giant camouflaged dinosaur out there. Also, regular dinosaurs. We’ve been hoping to find someone–”

“You’re sure you closed the door behind you, right?” The man interrupted as he peeked from behind a corner.

It was silly that this man wearing a lab coat and a colorful party hat on his head seemed so paranoid.

Despite being a grown adult, he couldn’t seem to stay in one place. He was constantly moving around, looking around for something out of sight. It reminded you of Ben, just a little.

“Uh…” Darius’s eyes rolled to the side in thought. “... I think so.”

“You think, or you know?” The man turned around with raised brows and a wide stare.

Kenji’s belch draws both of their attention towards him.

“Sorry, did you want it back?” He offers the second slice of cake he was about to dig into.

“You know what? Doesn’t matter.” The man continues peeking around the corner, as if a dinosaur would walk through the door at any moment.

“The dinosaurs got out, and no one bothered to tell me; they just ran. So why not? Knock yourself out.”

This guy didn’t seem to know what to do with himself, let alone seven other teenagers.

You got up from the lab chair and plopped down next to Ben and Bumpy. He turned to you with a raised brow, however you paid him no mind as you couldn’t stop staring at the man.

He reminded you too much of—

“You wanna pet her?” Ben suddenly asked.

You turned towards him, then let your gaze wander to the dinosaur in front of you. With a sigh, you set your plate down behind you if only so Bumpy wouldn’t try to lick the plate.

With a shaky hand, you rubbed her head reluctantly. Eventually it traveled to one of her horns, tracing the boney curve carefully. Bumpy bellowed softly, pushing her head further into your hand.

“You’re a natural.” Ben laughed, and you’re embarrassed to admit that you laughed with him.

Ben sat up a bit and began petting her with you, his hands mimicking your own. The dinosaur huffed, pushing itself past you and Ben’s hand and flopping into his lap roughly.

He heaved, and a wide smile came across your face at his situation. Ben groaned at her weight, but ultimately pushed through and continued petting the heavy dinosaur.

Darius drew your attention as he continued talking to the birthday man.

“The park obviously has a plan. So, what’s that plan? What do we do?”

“You’re asking me?” He laughs from his squatted position. “Asking me!” His laugh drags on, creeping the lot of you out.

“Is that, like, a good, freaky laugh?” Sammy asks hopefully.

The man stands to his full height, towering over Darius with a sour expression. “Do you not get it? We’re doomed. No one is coming to help!”

There are shared glances of concern, both because of his behavior and his words.

Kenji hesitantly speaks up, “But what about Dr. Wu, or—”

“Wu? Who do you think is to blame? Wu got greedy. And instead of dinosaurs, he built monsters.” During his charade, his hand flew to a machine, currently incubating some dinosaur eggs.

“Masrani, Dearing, they’re all clueless about what’s really going on here.” He says as he brings one egg to his face. “And after everything I did for the other guys–” He cut himself off with a laugh.

Brooklynn turned towards him in the office chair she sat in. “Other guys? What other—”

The egg he’s holding cracks as he sets it down with a little too much force. “It doesn’t matter, does it? Jurassic World isn’t a park. It’s a powder keg, and it’s detonating all around us!”

Everyone jumps at his volume, guard officially up now that this man is showing off his deranged views.

You rise from the floor and inch towards Darius, ready to leave at any moment. You aren’t going to get any help from this guy. You all would be better off on your own.

“We’re all going down. End of story!” He spoke gravelly.

Darius shook his head in distraught. “No, you have to know what to do. You’re an adult!”

The man raised his hands in mock surrender. “Don’t look at me. I was just hiding until you all barged in.”

“But we drove all the way here ‘cause–”

Both you and the man’s eyes widen to the size of saucers, although for completely different reasons.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! You have a vehicle?”

“We ran. Couldn’t find any cars.” You intersected quickly, shoving Darius away from the man with your shoulder.

Darius gives you a confused glance, before moving his gaze to the man before you.

You grimaced when the man grabbed hold of your arms. “No, no, I heard that. He said you guys drove.”

“Well, you must’ve heard wrong.” You made a small attempt at pulling yourself out of his grasp, but his hold on you only became tighter.

After a tense few seconds, he abruptly pushes you into Darius as he runs out of the building.

You already knew what he was going to do, so you ran after him as fast as you could. You definitely weren’t as good of a runner as Yasmina or anything, but you’d be damned if this man-child stole your guy’s only mode of transit.

The others lingered behind, whether it was out of shock or because they had already put too much trust into this adult, you didn’t know.

You caught up to him quickly, as you had gotten a head start, however the most you could do was grab onto his lab coat and try to pull him backwards.

The two of you grumbled out curses as he tried to shove you off of him while you tried your best to keep a hold on him. However, it all ends in a singular movement as he elbows you straight in the face.

A crack follows, and this time it couldn’t have been from your glasses. You seize in sudden aching pain, along with the realization that you can’t breathe through your nose anymore.

The man pushes himself out of your grasp, though he’s long forgotten with all the red covering your hands. You try to cup your nose, but hiss with the pain that wells up again.

It just keeps pouring and pouring. It seems as if it’ll never stop, and you’re not sure if it will. Your shoulders are grabbed, and you know it’s not Ben or Darius simply because you can see them running ahead of you with the rest of the group.

Oh right, a grown man was trying to steal a van from you guys.

You feel hands on your face, pushing you to look at the person in front of you. It’s Brooklynn, you can tell by all the pink.

Normally you’d tell by just looking at her, her features would usually be easy to see from how close she was at the moment. But your watery eyes, which worsen your already not so great vision, blur your sight.

She says something, and the ringing in your ears finally simmers down to where you can hear the last few words she utters.

“—back in place!”

Oh no.

In one motion, she lifts the lower part of your nose and sets it back in place with yet another crack.

You yelp in surprise, a bit pathetically you must admit, and she immediately releases her hold on you.

“Sorry, sorry!” Brooklynn’s hands hover over your form nervously.

Blinking away the tears in your eyes, you can finally see her without the added blur, and you realize she still has that van tablet. Only it’s held between her tricep and her torso, leaving her hands unoccupied.

Luckily, all that’s left of the pain is a dull ache; ignoring the baffling amount of blood that’s still pouring out of your nostrils. You’re certainly going to have a nasty bruise on your face later.

You walk towards the remaining group because of Brooklynn ushering you to, watching as the man starts the van engine.

The man drives away, but Yasmina keeps up to speed with him, lingering behind the vehicle. Man, you’re glad to have an actual runner in your group.

Maybe you should have just let Yasmina handle this. Because then you wouldn’t be here with blood guzzling out of your nose like a waterfall while Brooklynn worried over you.

You try to keep the van in your range of vision, hoping to see Yasmina catch up to the van.

Unfortunately, you don’t get to, and instead the van is suddenly tossed to the side by a familiar gray dinosaur. Its roar is deep and guttural, harsh on your ears that had only stopped ringing a minute or two ago.

The Indominus continues to play with the van like a cat to a mouse. The man inside fumbles about, trying his best to get out of the van in one piece. He bursts out of the back before crawling under the vehicle.

With one push of its head, the dinosaur moves the van off the man, leaving him bare. His screams fill the air as the Indominus tears into him without hesitation.

The group breaks into a sprint, running opposite to where the Indominus is.

In another unfortunate turn of events, a large gate meant to keep dinosaurs in their enclosure blocks your guy’s escape.

“Come on, are you kidding me?” Darius whines fearfully.

Kenji surges forwards, banging on the metal gate. “Perfect! The park’s only intact fence!”

The echoing roar of the Indominus influences you all to find cover instead of complaining about fences.

Behind a pile of rocks with a large supply crate atop it, Yasmina finds it in her best interest to argue with Ben about Bumpy getting in the way of her reaching the van. You know nothing about that since you were busy bleeding out of your nose, which you still are, by the way.

“If it weren’t for her, I would’ve made it to the van!”

“And then you would have been eaten. Bumpy saved your life!” Ben defends.

When Yasmina opens her mouth to argue once more, you step in because is this seriously the most important thing right now?

“The van’s still there, that guy is gone, and the giant, man-eating dinosaur isn’t too far behind us.” You pull your hands away from your nose. The bleeding had stopped. “That’s what we should worry about. We can worry about Bumpy’s usefulness later.”

No one responds, and you don’t need them to. You were right; you knew that much.

“Did that guy do that to your nose?” Darius asks with a dejected stare.

“Well, I wouldn’t do this to myself, would I?” you answer with a scoff.

It’s quiet yet again, but Darius’s guilty look tells you more than words ever could.

Wiping your bloody hands on the grass, you sigh. “I’m fine. It’s mostly the blood that’s bothering me.”

Your hands are stained, sadly. But at least they’re not drenched anymore.

“Y’know, without your glasses, you look a lot less nerdy.” Kenji says with a sickeningly sweet smile.

You look up at him with furrowed brows and a prominent frown.

“If that’s supposed to be a compliment, I’m going to kill you.”

The conversation is cut short as a roar echoes not too far from your group’s hiding spot.

Everyone huddled closer to the ground, and the steps had almost faded before Bumpy began squealing.

Darius crept to the edge of your guy’s hiding spot, looking around for the Indominus.

You tried your best to help Ben quiet Bumpy, but it’s in her nature to make a ruckus when she’s in trouble. It alerts her herd to protect her. But you all aren’t her herd, and you can’t protect her the same way they do either.

A growl from the Indominus bounces off the supply crates around you all.

Everyone stands up, though still low to the ground, and waits for a signal from Darius.

The boy in question gasps suddenly and makes a hand motion to tell everyone to get moving.

Ben grabs ahold of his shoulder and shakes his head fearfully.

Darius puts his hand atop of Ben’s. “Trust me.”

And with that, you all run as quietly as you can from one crate to the next, using each as a cover from the Indominus.

Almost immediately after your group gets to the next crate, the Indominus inspects your guy’s first hiding spot. It sniffs around before shoving its muzzle into a specific spot on the ground. The same spot you had wiped the blood from your hands.

It looks up suddenly, and you have to resist the urge to gasp, scream, or make any noise at all. Because now it knows someone is here.

While trying to get past the crate, the Indominus appears suddenly, and Darius has to duck behind a barrel.

It growls, and you can tell that it suspects something, so you all try to move discreetly to the next crate.

Only half of you get all the way behind the third crate. Ben, Kenji, and you have to hide behind some stray barrels as the Indominus forces itself through the narrow gap between one crate and another.

Darius makes a come-hither motion to tell you three to move, but the growling you hear almost right next to you is enough to convince you not to listen.

Darius eyes the dinosaur, before picking something up and hiding behind the crate with the rest of the group again.

Only a few seconds later, a clanging rang out somewhere far off from where you all are.

The Indominus lets out a grating roar, before shuffling towards where the sound was made.

Kenji peaks from behind the barrels, then hurriedly crawls towards the rest of the group, as do you and Ben.

Once you all are in one group again, you finally have a clear shot to the van.

Darius shuffles along the wall of a crate, and with a signal from him, you all make a break for the van.

However, from behind you, you hear Brooklynn trip and fall to the ground. The tablet she refused to let out of her sight fell to the ground and began trilling.

She tried to turn the tablet off in time, however it was no use. The Indominus had already heard it.

Brooklynn whimpered as she tried to crawl backwards from the commotion the gray dinosaur was making.

The rest of the group screams as the Indominus pushes through an onslaught of crates in order to get to Brooklynn.

Sammy yells her name and forces her to stand before running off with her. The Indominus following close behind the two girls.

Seeing Brooklynn and Sammy in trouble, Darius hurriedly creates another plan in his head. He searches the surrounding area for any ideas, and eventually his eyes land on a thick stick left astray on the grass.

“You all get to the van. I’m going to help Brooklynn and Sammy.” Darius says as he grabs the stick from the ground.

Without another word, Darius bangs the stick onto a crate while the rest of you run to the van.

“Hey, over here!” He yells at the Indominus before throwing the stick and sprinting in another direction.

With Darius’s distraction, the girls run from their hiding place and head towards the van without disruption.

Yasmina and Ben hold the back doors open for them, while Kenji gets in the front to drive again. You, however, are having none of that.

Forcing the driver door open before he can close it, you shove yourself into the driver’s seat.

“Move.” You say curtly.

Ignoring his glare, you twist the keys to start the engine, before pausing and turning to look into the back of the van in concern.

“Wait, Darius isn’t here.”

Snarls and screams that could only come from the Indominus and Darius draw your attention.

Sammy and Ben instantly unbuckle their seatbelts and throw open the backdoors. Just in time to see Darius running from the Indominus as it throws a crate out of its way with an aggressive push of its head.

As soon as the van doors close, your foot is hitting the gas pedal and speeding off.

Seeing as the Indominus refuses to give chase to the van in the rear-view mirror, laughter is all that’s heard in the van.

Even more so when the previously useless radio in the van crackles to life, a familiar voice calling out from it.

“Kids? Come on, pick up! There’s something going on. Stay at camp. We’re heading to you.”

Darius grabs the radio as he settles into a seat, responding to Roxie with vigor.

“No, we’re heading to you!” He smiles.

“Darius! Wait, why are you–”

“We’re fine, but we had to leave camp.” He explains. “Long story.”

Yasmina pulls the radio from his grasp. “Short story: a dinosaur ate camp.”

Kenji then pulled the radio from her hands as he speaks louder than necessary into the little walkie-talkie. “Shorter story: epic leader Kenji somehow got everyone out safely.”

“That wasn’t any shorter, but alright.” You huff, fighting off a smile.

Ben leans towards the front car seat, taking the radio from Kenji. “And then we found a van and Bumpy!”

Brooklynn leans forward to talk into the radio. “And I fixed a broken nose!”

Both sides of the radio go silent at that, and you turn around and make a cutting motion to your throat.

“It wasn’t broken, actually! We’re all good!” She lied, realizing it would be better not to worry them.

With a sigh, you turn back to the road. This reunion is great and all, but as the only person who seemed to know how to drive here, you had to fit the part and resist crashing.

“So you’re all well?”

“Yeah, yeah! All good here.” Darius stuttered as he took the radio from Brooklynn. “We’re cutting through the jungle and heading to the main park.”

Eventually, the van heads down a gentle slope, and Darius happily continues.

“We should be there soon.”

Turning off the radio, Darius turns to the rest of you with a bright smile.

“We’re getting out of here!”

There’s an onslaught of cheering, and then a peaceful quiet.

“Good job not getting me eaten, bro,” Kenji congratulates Darius.

“Thanks, brah.” Darius responds, mimicking Kenji’s weird surfer talk.

“Oh, no, you��you made that sound weird.” Kenji shakes his head in mock disappointment. “No more bro-talk for you.”

A tranquil quiet is all that’s heard afterwards until Sammy laughs gleefully.

“We did it, camp family! And not a moment too—”

She cuts herself off with a grunt as the van shakes. You must be driving over a rock ridden road at the moment, nothing to worry about.

Though the uproar that follows after tells you otherwise.

“My phone.” Brooklynn mutters. “I knew it!”

You turn in shock, watching as Sammy surveys the group’s faces in guilt. Though when she turns to you, she can’t warn you in time for the crash that follows.

All you hear are the screams of your fellow campers and the shattering of glass before it all goes dark.

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