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Regina sighed and looked around, bookshelf, bookshelf, empty pill bottles, obviously aspirin, empty coffee cups, and boxes full of mouldy donuts. Either this was the surveillance room or…something. Moving over to the desk, eying the desk, a still steaming cup of coffee sat there, a survivor! Eyes shifting to the screens in front of her, one of the screens showed the door they entered through earlier. Just as that one went blank, the lights in the room going out, leaving Regina in the dark before she went for her flashlight, as slowly one by one the screens went out, but just before that happened Regina caught a glimpse of something on the last screen. A man slumped against the wall in one of the basement hallways, the same basement she and Gail had been in after the elevator ride, upon closer inspection Regina squinted, definitely wasn’t Kirk, not with that dark complexion, not with short black hair tied back in a short pony tail, which was…

“Rick!” Regina shouted in surprise, eyes wide. Just as the screen went black. That was Rick and by the looks of it he was hurt and alone, no sign of Gail, knowing him the mission was far more important than the people under his command. And I have feelings for him why? She thought bitterly as she looked down around the room. Dread forming in her gut as she caught sight of a staircase. Walking over to it, her heart skipping a beat, darkness was all she saw, a shiver crept down her spine, and she didn’t mind the dark it was just that aside from dinosaurs god only knew what lurked there. For all she knew was that one of the scientists could have survived and ended up going nuts or something. Ridiculous as it sounded but not necessary impossible. Shaking her head Regina slowly walked up the stairs, eyes darting left and right, jumping when a rat scurried past her. Sighing as she rolled her eyes as she continued on.

Hoping this was worth her times as she rammed her toe into e nearby table. Then jumping as she caught a glimpse of her reflection and mentally kicked herself in the ass at how jumpy she was becoming. It was so unlike her to let her imagination get the best of her. Maybe she should stop watching those late night thrillers, where the killer lurked in dark areas such as this, waiting for some unexpecting victim or detective to come within there grasp, then WHAM! Ambushed. Not something Regina wanted to experience right this moment but she had a feeling that it would happen sooner or later. Tripping over something, before noticing the door to the left. Reaching for the knob, she heard hissing behind her, not looking behind her as she swung the door open and ran in. The raptor smashing through the wooden door. Hissing as it stuck its head in, glaring at her. Before leaping at her, dashing to the left, nearly smashing into a chair before opening fire, just as the raptor leapt away from the spray of bullets, just the wall opposite of her collapsed and the massive head of the T-rex burst through, roaring malicious yellow eyes pinned on Regina, backing against the wall as the raptor squawked in horror and fled, obviously knowing it was no match for the T-rex.

“Fuck me, just my fucking luck.” She cursed and pressed herself against the wall and reloaded her weapon. As it roared again, wood splintering as it tried to force its way toward her, heavy jaws open, warm breath washed over her as it growled before Regina pulled the trigger, taking refuge behind a nearby desk. Bullets penetrating the dark scales on its snout but other than that it had no effect. Taking aim at one of its eyes Regina fired twice before cursing as she tossed the Beretta to the side. “Beretta has no effect dumb ass you should’ve figured that out by now!” She cursed at herself as she reached for her shotgun and took aim once again, and…direct hit, blood spraying everywhere as the T-rex roared pain, blood spraying from its eye, blending against its scales, large droplets staining the ground. But victory was short lived as it glared at her with its remaining eye, its head slamming into the ground, cracks forming in the floor as Regina pulled the trigger. Just as it smashed its head into the ground once more and that was all it needed as the ground gave out beneath her feet.

Pain continued to course through his arm, his eyes drooped tiredly. When was Gail going to come back? How long had it been anyway? For all he knew is that it had been a day, for all he knew this was just one bad dream. Hoping that he could wake up anytime now, in his own bed arm sore from playing basket ball or something like that. Slowly opening his eyes Rick looked down at the body of the raptor he had taken down a while ago. Yellow eyes staring up at the ceiling during his stay in the hallway a raptor had decided that it was time to make itself known, figuring the injured S.O.R.T member would make an easy meal.

Boy did Rick prove it wrong. Now all there was is silence once again and it was making him paranoid, trying to push himself off the wall but to no avail as he slumped back against the wall, eyes sliding shut once again. His throat parched, lips chapped, wishing he had something to drink. Wishing that he had some pain killers on him as he pulled his hand away from the wound in his shoulder. The bullet wound had stopped bleeding, but Rick he would end up doing stupid to get it bleeding again, blood between his fingers and on the back of his hand was beginning to dry and turn gummy, placing the hand over the wound Rick fought to stay awake as the sound of glass shattering was heard in the distance before he lost consciousness.

Gail growled as he struggled out of massive flying reptiles grasp, its talons sinking deeper into his shoulders, his gun clattering to the ground below. Muttering a few choice words as he went for his knife, the blade slice through the meat of the lizards left foot. Startled the pteranodon released Gail, landing hard on his knees Gail ignored the pain and scrambled for his gun as two pteranodon’s flew past each other before one swooped down on Gail but Gail was ready as he aimed his gun at it and pulled the trigger, once, twice, three times before the final bullet founds its mark between its eyes. Leaping out of the way as the body came crashing down. Smashing into a wall, blood stained the ground. Smirking Gail looked up as the second loomed over him. Diving out of the way Gail opened fire, bullets ricocheting off the ground as the pteranodon lifted up into the air. Squawking it swooped down again, massive wings folded, long, sharp beak opened, revealing rows of sharp teeth. Gail leapt out of the way once again before taking aim at it from behind. Aiming for one of the joints in its wing before pulling the trigger, bullet tearing through the creatures right wing, causing it to come tumbling down, large smears of blood trail behind it as it came to a stop. Slowly it got to its feet, using its wings to support its weight. Squawking, its head bobbing a it moved toward Gail.

Aiming his weapon at its slender neck before pulling the trigger. The bullet tearing through its throat. Gurgling the pteranodon dropped to the ground, blood spilling from the wound. Eying the sky, Gail sighed, no more pteranodon’s. Or so he thought, for all he knew was that there could be a whole flock of those fuckers hiding in the tree. “Best not to stay out in the open like this.” Gail muttered, just as there was a loud thundering roar, causing any birds in the trees to take off flying. A little unnerved himself, only one reptile he could think of that could roar that loud was a T-rex and by the sounds of thing it was pretty close, maybe even too close as there was a sound of gunfire, from a weapon similar to Regina’s! “Look’s like you’re having all the fun kid.” He murmured; finding himself walking over to the ledge, hoping he could figure out where she was, maybe lend a helping hand.

What’s with you? He thought. You say you’re all about the mission and yet when one of your soldiers is hurt you leave him behind, possibly bleeding to death. Yet when the woman is in trouble you decide to play knight in shining armour. Thought she maybe grateful for you assistance what is it you want in return? Snarling Gail narrowed his eyes, catching sight of a building in the distance, as well as part of the T-rex, it had smashed his head one of the walls. Regina was possibly in there, or a survivor, or Dr. Kirk. Aiming for the massive lizards side, as there was a loud crashing noise coming from the inside of the building.

Like the sound of something crashing down. Just as the bullet tore through the T-rex’s side, getting its attention. Roaring as it charged in Gail’s direction, knowing that in no way could it possibly get anywhere he was Gail pulled the trigger, the bullets having no effect on the dinosaur. Roaring the T-rex smashed into the building, nearly losing balance it did. Don’t waste ammo, they don’t affect it, at least not the ammo you hold.” He thought. Looking around, smirking as he spied a door, running for it, the T-rex following him as best as it could. Shoulder smashing into the door, sighing as it slammed shut behind him. A terrified scream came from behind him, making him spin around, facing a middle aged woman, cowering in one corner, wavy red hair streaked with grey, tired green eyes stared fearfully at Gail, a small pistol in one, slender trembling hand. Above the pocket of her coat the name Dr. Skye was sewn.

“Dr. Skye? I’ve been looking for you…” Gail said, sauntering over to her. As the woman eyed him fearfully.

Regina groaned, shoving smaller bits of debris off of her, thankful that she didn’t break her spine in the fall, blood dribbling from her forehead. Her vision blurry, feeling dizzy. Shaking her head, just as there was a click from behind her, blinking slowly turning around, her eyes widening as she looked into the cold blue eyes of Dr. Kirk, a cruel smirk on his lips, pistol in hand, aimed directly at her head. Growling she reached for her own weapon, only to find it gone.

“Looking for this?” Kirk growled, holding up her gun. Sneering Regina lunged at him, but Kirk was faster, his knee slamming in to her gut, before he brought the butt of his gun down on the back of her head. Dropping to the ground, glaring at the soldier as he placed his foot on her neck. Gun aimed at her head and for the second time in her life, Regina felt scared. Here she was vulnerable at the hands of a crazed man. And on Gail to save you ass, pity, pity this is the end…don’t get to say goodbye to my friends…don’t get to tell Gail how I feel… She thought, as her eyes slid shut. Kirk watched as Regina slipped into unconsciousness before slipping both weapons into the waist band of his pants and lifted the woman up.