Separation

The Indominus Rex crashed through the garage like it was a child going through paper. Claire didn’t have the time or the focus to scream. Her entire being was solely focused on survival. Ran and escape. She sprinted after Owen, only two feet behind and in lockstep with his own. She couldn’t see his face, but Claire believed there wasn’t a shred of fear on that handsome rugged face of his. Dealing with Raptors should’ve conditioned him not to feel fear. That meant he was level-headed, and razor-focused on their escape. Unlike Claire, who was mentally swearing up a storm and having several peoples’ worth of panic attacks. If she followed him, she’ll live; that was the only clear thought going through her fear-riddled mind.

Follow his moves! Follow his every steps! Go through the doorway. Sprint and jump over debris. Breathe in and out. Pump your legs as hard as they could go. Run through the doorway. Avoid puddles and overgrowth. Go downstairs and-

Snap!

‘Don’t fall. Don’t fall! Don’tfallDon’tfallDon’tfall!’ Claire screamed as she fell to the ground.

She rolled down the remaining stairs and onto the muggy ground. Her head was spinning, and her body felt numb. She saw the roof of the old crumbling Visitor Centre, patchy and full of holes. Her breath failed to return to her when she saw a large shadow loom over the top of it.

“Claire!” she heard Owen yell to her.

She snapped her head over to him, seeing his face wasn’t stone cold or fearless like she thought. He was scared. He frantically rushed to her. She reached her hand out to him, silently begging him to save her. It was all for naught as the Indominus Rex appeared again. It crashed through the roof and surrounding walls. A large piece of concrete and granite fell in between her and Owen. More large shadows loomed over her. Claire couldn’t do so much other than scream and curl herself into a ball as the building fell onto her.