entry in Area-8 (Danger zone)

GenX Headquarters (Tourist Zone – Area 1)

The control room was in chaos. Screens flickered, alarms blared, and the rapid, uneven heartbeats of soldiers pulsed across the monitors. Dr. Ellie clutched her headset, her fingers trembling as she listened to the incoming calls.

Larry (over comms): urgent "James, report! What’s the situation out there?"

James (at the evacuation port, panting): "We’re holding the docks, but… damn it! The dinosaurs are getting loose!"

Dawn: checking the controls "No response from the security center… We’ve lost all communication!"

Then, a phone rang. Dr. Ellie hesitated before picking it up.

Voice on the call: panicked, screaming "The security system is down! The cages— they’re OPEN! They’re all open—AHHHH!"

The sickening sound of tearing flesh echoed through the speakers before the line went dead.

Dr. Ellie’s breath hitched. The color drained from her face.

Larry: noticing her fear "Ellie? What happened?"

Dr. Ellie: whispering, horrified "The security system… it’s off. Every cage is unlocked."

A stunned silence filled the room. Then—

Harley: to Janson, voice shaking "Where are the soldiers?!"

Janson (scanning the tracker, voice weak): "A-Area 8."

Larry: whispering, realization hitting "Oh no… That’s where the most dangerous creatures are kept."

They ran. Through the thick jungle, through the suffocating darkness—28 survivors out of 32. Their breaths were ragged, their bodies aching. But they had made it.

Behind them, the Shadow Raptor skulked at the border, pacing like a demon held back by an invisible force. It couldn’t enter Area 8.

Ken: collapsing to his knees, laughing and crying "We… we made it. We actually made it!"

Soldier 8: grinning, wiping his face "Hell yeah, we’re alive!"

For the first time in hours, they felt a flicker of relief. But Sgt. Macro knew better.

Sgt. Macro: grim "We need to keep moving. There’s a research lab up ahead—we take shelter there."

Shu: nodding "It’s not far. Follow me!"

They pushed forward, weaving through towering ferns and thick tree roots. The jungle felt unnatural—silent, waiting. The moment they reached the lab, they froze.

Blood. Everywhere.

It streaked across the glass doors, pooled in the dirt outside. Bullet casings lay scattered like fallen leaves. The air reeked of death.

Soldier 6: whispering "What the hell happened here?"

Shu stepped inside cautiously, scanning a dusty map of Area 8 mounted on the wall. His fingers trembled as he traced the pathways, looking for an escape route. Then—

A metallic voice crackled through the intercom.

Automated Announcement: "ALERT. Security system failure. ALL containment units compromised. IMMEDIATE EVACUATION REQUIRED."

A cold wave of dread washed over them.

Then—they heard it.

A deep, rumbling growl. Low, guttural. Close.

Sgt. Macro’s hand flew to his gun.

Sgt. Macro: whispering, fear creeping into his voice "Shu… which dinosaur cage is the nearest?"

Shu stared at the map, his face going pale. His lips barely moved as he spoke.

Shu: hoarse whisper "T-Rex."

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To be continued.....