A smooth stop

As the slide levelled, Claire’s momentum petered out. She came to a complete stop but did not bother to step out. Claire took a brief moment to catch her shaky breath before rising to her feet. Her limbs were shaky and numb. A combined result of her adrenaline wearing off and from going down a mudslide at high speeds.

As she stood on uneven legs, she whimpered and cringe as she felt the thick brown mud squish and squirm in her most delicate of places. She looked down and saw that she was covered head-to-toe in dark brown mud. She scraped as much off it off as she could but no matter how much she tried, she couldn’t get all of it. Every inch of skin now had a layer of cold wet mud on it. To say Claire was miserable was an understatement.

She sat down defeated on the grassy ground. Cringing again when she felt the blades caress places she’d rather not have caressed. Sitting on the ground in relative peace, she collected herself to the best of her abilities and began forming a plan of sorts. She didn’t want to wallow in her thoughts like when she lost her thong and become more miserable than she already was.

She just wanted to go home. She didn’t care if she went back naked and ashamed. She just wanted to have a shower and feel safe. Sniffing loudly, Claire rose to her feet and looked around. There were no dinosaurs or any notable landmarks she could see. She didn’t know where the hell she was. She was at the border of another forest.

It was dense and full of foliage. Impossible for a large dinosaur to go through but an easy place to get lost in if Claire went inside. Not to mention the dangers of smaller animals like snakes and other nasty creatures. Looking outside of the border was a small plot of grassland that lead to even bigger plains.

Claire could stick to the plains. Fewer obstacles to traverse and it's faster to walk through. Her muddy naked body contrasted against the lush green grass, so a passing helicopter or vehicle could easily spot her. The same however could be said for a dinosaur. With nowhere to hide if caught, Claire would be a sitting duck.

Claire swallowed nervously at the implications. The Baryonyx shouldn’t be in this area, so that meant the Indominus had broken into the carnivore enclosures. That was horrible news for everyone on the island, but more so for Claire. If the Indominus broke out more dinosaurs, there was a chance Claire would run into them. Seeing as she had nothing on her than mud, Claire wasn’t liking her chances.

Should she go into the forest? A route that will take her a long time to get home and risk running into poisonous snakes and getting lost, but be in relative safety from large dinosaurs.

Or should she walk on the plains? Getting home faster and being easily spotted but run into the high risk of being caught by a hungry carnivore.

Claire looked back and forth between the two and made a decision.

This is the end of the main branch for now. I'll be continuing it after I add more content and branches to the previous chapters. Additions like Claire losing different clothes at different points, more dinosaurs and dinosaur interactions, and different escape scenarios out of the Visitor Centre.