"Mr. Arnold?" Ellie called down the dark staircase.

"John. We're in," I said into the radio, heart still beating as hard as ever.

"Good. Now, there should be a metal staircase in front of you. Go down it..." his voice was hard, strong and patient.

Ellie led the way down the steps, her flashlight illuminating the way.

"When you get to the end of the path, take a left."

"Alright."

We walked about twenty or thirty feet and came across the T-Junction. We did as John said and turned left.

The corridor came to an abrupt stop about five feet in and Ellie and I stopped.

"It's a dead end..." I said into the radio.

There were a few seconds of squabbling on the other end and I felt fear creep into my bones. What if something had gotten inside? Ian is defenceless with his wounded leg! My fear was put to rest however when Ian's voice filled the room.

"Look, uh, above you. There should be, uh, uh, a set of pipes all heading in, in, the same direction." The crackling stopped momentarily.

"Follow that."

"Following the pipes," I said, seeing the dark pipes and following them.

The light from Ellie's flashlight was bouncing off the walls and piping, creating an eerie atmosphere.

Ellie was breathing hard, which was terribly distracting. Almost a minute of walking later, we came across the box. We could see it at the end of the corridor and I almost laughed with relief. We'd be okay. We'd make it out of this.

"We see the box," I said into the walkie. Neither Ian or John replied, which made me frown.

Ellie passed me the torch, which was quite a lot heavier than I expected. She then pulled back the wire gate that blocked access to the box.

She opened the doors on the outside of the box, ignoring the "HIGH VOLTAGE" sign. I kept the light trained on the controls inside, which looked very confusing. I hoped John knew what he was talking about.

Ellie looked at me with a confused expression. She had no idea what to do either.

"John. Tell us what to do," my voice was only slightly shaky which surprised me. I expected it to be a lot worse.

"You can't flip the switch by hand. You have to manually pump up the primer handle to get a charge," John's voice came out of the radio.

"It's large, flat and grey," his voice crackled over again.

Ellie looked for the handle and upon finding it, she started to pump it up.

"One, two, three, four," she counted, pulling the handle up and pushing it down. Each time the handle was moved up, it made a slight hissing sound.

She tried to pull it up again only to find that it wouldn't move anymore. She nodded at me.

"It's charged."

"Right. Under the words "Contact Position," there's a small, round, green button," more instructions filtered through.

"Does it say "Push to Close?"" I asked after seeing Ellie point to it and shrug.

"That's it. Push it."

Ellie pushed it and we both promptly jumped back when a column of buttons lit up beside it.

Upon reading the labels, I realised that they were the individual park systems that we needed to put back on.

"Now, a set of buttons should have lit up," John paused. "Turn the red ones on."

Ellie rushed through it, flipping over the plastic lids and swapping them on.

I heard a siren go off in the distance and I jumped. Ellie kept flying through them, almost all of them were on in under the space of a minute.

Once Ellie had switched the last system on, she stood beside the box and looked at me hopefully.

In the corridor, lights started turning on one by one and we laughed. Relief flooding into our systems. I felt a huge weight lift from my shoulders. I turned off the flashlight.

I ran to Ellie and embraced her in a hug. Maybe we would make it out of this alive.

"Mr. Hammond, I believe we are back in business!" I laughed into the radio.

Our joy was short lived though because just as soon as the last light was on, we heard a familiar hissing sound. A Velociraptor appeared from behind Ellie in the fencing and we both screamed. Ellie jumped back and we both ran through the gate, Velociraptor hot on our heels.

Ellie was in front of me, breathing heavy and still shrieking. As soon as I was through the gate, I slammed it shut, hoping it would deter the deadly creature. It jumped onto the fence, almost knocking me down from the force of it.

Ellie and I gasped where we stood. We knew we had to move but we needed to rest for a moment. The air in my throat stung and my heart was beating wildly in my chest. How did it even get in?

Ellie stood back against the wall, hand clutched to her chest as she caught her breath and then, out of nowhere, something fell on her. I felt my blood run cold.

"Oh, Mr. Arnold..." Ellie said in relief. I felt like throwing up. It was his arm, bloody and bone sticking out the top.

I shrieked loudly and and Ellie dropped the arm upon realising what it actually was.

I turned to look at the raptor, which was starting to get past the mesh on the door.

"Run!" I screamed, pushing Ellie towards the next corridor. She did as told and started sprinting. I was right behind her and I almost tripped at one point.

The raptor got through and made a loud screeching noise. We both ran up the steps to the doorway and I heard another animalistic growl. As soon as we were both out the door, I threw it shut and continued running. We made it through the fence to the dirt pathway and then we collapsed, laughing through our tears.

I hugged Ellie again and we sat there for a minute or two.

Then we stood up and quickly but quietly made out way through the bushes and trees.

I had no idea where Muldoon was but I hoped he was okay. Almost as soon as the thought ran through my head, I heard a man scream nearby. That set Ellie and I running again.

We all but sprinted through the underbrush, jumping over logs and tripping over overturned roots.

We made it to the grass near the Visitors Centre and we tried to catch our breath, edging slowly over the grass dune.

That's when I heard him.

"Ellie?! Lyanna?!" I saw his head just over the dune and I started running again. Ellie was right by my side. She was moving oddly because she hurt her ankle tripping over a log.

Alan saw us and smiled. However, after seeing us, his smile dropped. We ran to him and embraced him in a hug.

"We've got to move. They're out here!" I hissed, looking at the trees.

"Who is?" Alan asked, also looking around.

"The raptors," I stressed.

After hearing that, Alan moved quickly. We both knew how deadly they were, myself knowing firsthand. We followed Alan to the Visitor Centre doors.

"I've got to see Ian," I said, skidding to a halt.

"I'll come back and meet you. Where are you going?" I asked.

"The kids are in the cafeteria so there. If we aren't there when you come back, we'll be in the control room," Alan answered.

Hearing that the kids were safe filled me with a wave of gratitude. They were okay. They were fine.

"I'll come back," I promised, already turning to run to the bunker.

Alan nodded and the two adults that I had spent the last few months with and had grown to love so dearly disappeared through the front doors.

I looked at the swinging doors once more before I began swiftly walking to the bunker. I had a stitch and couldn't run much more.

That's when I heard it. A loud sniffing by the doors. A soft croaking call sounded out and I began to run.

The Velociraptor, having heard me start running, screeched and began to chase me.

I darted in a zig-zag pattern, knowing that it would be heard for the creature to turn as swiftly as me.

I knew the bunker was just around the corner. I knew it was there but just as I rounded the turn, I felt my shirt get yanked back. I screamed, breath cutting short as the pavement knocked the breath from my lungs.

The head of the Velociraptor took me in, sniffing and keeping me pinned to the ground by my arm.

Even though I knew that I was more than likely about to die, I was still awed by the beauty of the killing machine above me. Its yellow eyes narrowed at my surprising calm ones. It probably wasn't used to its prey keeping completely still like I was.

It sniffed under my neck and I felt its hot breath on my collarbone. I shuddered slightly and whimpered once.

Its head reared back as I heard a gun cock. I heard a loud bang as a bullet flew from whoever's gun into the Velociraptors side.

It hissed angrily and stepped off me, large claw on the middle toe slicing over my arm in the process.

I gritted my teeth as the stench of blood filled my nostrils. The red liquid seeped over the floor, covering my clothes and most likely staining them forever.

The raptor a reached loudly again and snapped, hands raised offensively.

The gun let another bullet fly and this time it hit the raptor in its leg. It fell over, painful shrieks filling the air.

"Lyanna, get up!" I heard his voice say. It was Ian by the door of the bunker, gun in hand and looking wild eyed, breaths heavy.

I snapped into action, ignoring the pain in my arm and head from when I hit the pavement.

I stood up and sprinted to the door, passing Ian and pulling him inside. I slammed the door and fell back against it.

I locked the door and then turned to look at Ian, who was eerily silent.

I stepping forward and wrapped my arms around him. He forced my head to look up at him. Then he forced his lips onto mine.

His mouth was forceful on mine, lips moving as though this was the last time he'd be able to feel another woman's touch. I moved back against him. I couldn't tell if he was relieved or extremely angry. Probably both.

I pulled back after John coughed loudly.

"Ian..."

"You could have-have died!" He said, anger filtering through his tone.

"I know."

"You're lucky you only got a scratch!"

"I know."

"You-" he cut off upon seeing the tears in my eyes.

"Come, come here."

He wrapped me in his arms and squeezed me tight. I felt the stress and the danger fade away as the beating of his steady heart helped balance mine.

After a moment I stepped back, turning to look at John. I put my hand in Ian's before looking back to the old man.

"You'll be pleased to know that the kids are alive. As is Alan."

"Where are they?" He demanded, stepping forward.

"I'm not sure. I told Alan and Ellie that I'd go back to them once I had checked on Ian and yourself," I said, explaining the situation quickly but clearly.

"No," Ian said.

"I promised them," I replied, trying to convince the man holding my hand.

"You almost died."

"I know but I promised them. I need to do this."

"Then I'm, uh, going with you," Ian grunted.

"No offence but you'll slow me down. You can barely walk," I moved away from Ian and over to the table, finding the med kit.

Lucky for me, there was still a bandage left in the box. I lifted it out and unraveled it, wrapping it around my arm generously. I tied the end under the wrapped bandages. I hoped the bleeding would stop soon because the bandages were so tight.

Ian was in front of the door.

"Move... please?" I asked. He looked at me sadly.

"Please don't, uh, go out there."

"I have to."

He said nothing.

"I need to find Ellie, Alan and the kids. I promised them."

I could see his resolve breaking. He knew that I wasn't going to just step aside. He knew I was going no matter what.

"Take care of him," I glared at John.

He nodded, silent.

Ian moved from the door but gripped my arm before I could leave.

"Don't die."

"I don't plan to, Romeo."

Updated on the 7th of December, 2015.