"Eddie [...] just got back. And he brought the baby with him."

Hello Internet! As much as I hate having to say it, this may be my last blog post; the situation on this island is too chaotic.

When I last left you, I had just found out that we (Doc Thorne, Richard Levine, Eddie Carr, Sarah Harding, and the kids, Kelly and Arby) were not alone on the island; Lewis Dodgson was also here, with two of his assistants(Sarah said their names were King and Baselton). I suspected he was up to no good, and I couldn’t be more right; those idiots were attempting to steal the T-rex eggs!   

I’m not certain what they planned to do with the eggs (knowing Dodgson, he probably intended to sell them). But I do know that they were disrupting the island’s ecosystem by stealing them.

Anyways, as they approached the nest, both T-rex parents showed up! Dodgson was prepared. He brought a high-frequency sound emitter that stunned the T-rex parents. This gave Dodgson’s assistants the time to nab an egg. But just as they did so, the sound emitter’s battery died. Serves them right.

Once the battery died, the sound died with it, and panic among Dodgson and his assistants ensued. Dodgson and King ran for their jeep and drove the heck out of there, while Baselton froze in his tracks. He was completely motionless.

Some may think that he was crazy to do this, but really, he was just misinformed. He thought that considering the similarities between a T-rex brain case and a frog’s, the nervous system of a T-rex was adapted to motion only. Therefore, it cannot see what doesn't move. However, this doesn't make sense because many animals freeze or play dead when in the presence of a predator. In order to overcome this defense mechanism, a T-rex had to be capable of seeing prey that is not moving.

So, considering the T-rex was really able to see him, what happened next was obvious, but very disturbing. The T-rex proceeded to tear him Baselton to shreds, one limb at a time, until he was dead. It was the most gruesome sight I've ever seen. Yet somehow, I don’t really feel sorry for him; after all, what would you expect to happen if you tried to steal eggs straight out of a guarded T-rex nest?  

Once Dodgson and King started driving away, both T-rex parents chased after them angrily, leaving the nest unattended. We took advantage of the opportunity to inspect the casualties: out of the six T-rex offspring, one was missing and one had a broken leg. For such a young T-rex, a broken leg is a fatal injury, so I told Eddie to put the baby out of its misery by shooting it.

After business at the nest was taken care of, we left to track Dodgson but never found him. So we parked near the edge of a cliff, far from any carnivore’s nests. This was when Arby told me over the radio that Eddie returned to his trailer, holding the injured baby T-rex in his arms. I don’t understand why Eddie couldn't follow a simple instruction: shoot the damn T-rex!

Well, it was too late to return the baby to its nest, so we set it down on a table and started making a cast for its broken leg.

The events that followed were too traumatizing for me to speak of, so I will show you a few videos taken from the security cameras in the trailer and in the jungle surrounding us:

Luckily, Eddie threw us a rope which we used to climb back to the top of the cliff. I badly injured my leg in all the chaos. As I upload this post, the deep wound in my leg is excruciating, and Sarah is preparing a dose of morphine for me so she can clean it out. I have no clue when I will wake up or be able to get back to you, so this may be the last blog post.

Until next time (or not),

Ian Malcolm.

Image/video sources:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CYGtLUZg1xA

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LpxwR_9EhlY&feature=watch_response

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"The tyrannosaurus snorted and looked at the car."

Hello Internet! I am sorry for leaving you with a cliff hanger last time, though I cannot promise it won’t happen again.

In my most recent post, I remember having mentioned an experience that I wasn’t prepared to share yet. Now, I realize that the content of this post will only make sense if I reveal the story behind that experience (it’s long one, so the following paragraph is a brief summary).

Ten years  ago, a man named John Hammond conducted several experiments involving the DNA of extinct animals. As a result, Hammond was able to “resurrect” several species of dinosaurs. Being the capitalist that he is, Hammond planned to put the dinosaurs in a zoo which he would open to the public. I decided visit it before it opened (with a few other guests).

Things went TERRIBLY wrong; the park’s security shut down, the dinosaurs broke out, and people were killed (I myself was injured). The park was then destroyed. However, Hammond had a secret island where the dinosaurs were actually created. That island is the one I am on now.

Anyways, I ended my last post with the discovery of an abandoned building. Eddie Carr, Doc Thorne and I ventured inside to find Richard Levine. We did not find him, but we discovered that the building was where Hammond manufactured his dinosaurs; being inside it brought back horrific memories of Hammond’s zoo.

As we left the building, we heard our communications module buzz from inside the explorer. It was Kelly and Arby (Lord knows how, but they snuck into one of our trailers before we left)using Doc’s compute to contact us. Thorne was so furious, it was almost amusing. But we had no time to chat; out from the jungle emerged a tyrannosaurus rex! We all rushed into the explorer. The T-rex stopped in front of the explorer and stared straight at us from outside the windshield.

Although I’ve been in the same situation at Hammond’s zoo, but the glare of the T-rex still sent chills running up my spine. Thankfully, what happened next was… less intimidating; the T-rex took a step back and proceeded to mark its territory on our explorer. How classy.

After our frightening(?) encounter, we met up with Arby in the trailer and kept trying to find Richard. We found him alright; he was sitting high up in a tree, looking down at a guarded T-rex nest! What on earth was that kid thinking?

Doc volunteered to retrieve him. He wasn’t too discrete; he almost broke a branch on his way up the tree, he ultimately fell out of the tree (dragging Richard down with him), and managed to get both T-rex parents to chase after him on his motorcycle! At first, it was scary to see the angry T-rexes running after him. But considering they gave up the chase almost immediately, I couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of Doc riding the motorcycle as fast as he could trying to escape… nothing.

Once we had safely retrieved Richard, we went into the jungle to set up a machine called the “high-hide”(which enables us to gaze out at the valley safely and from a high vantage point). Then, we climbed into it and enjoyed the view. Richard and I took advantage of the view to study dinosaur behavior. It was truly a remarkable experience; no human in history has ever had the chance to study dinosaur behavior, and no one may ever get an opportunity like this ever again!

From the high-hide, we were able to see many different dinosaur herds, one of which was composed of two dinosaur species (parasurolophus and apatosaurus), which was very interesting and fun to observe. Off in the distance, I noticed a group of carnivorous dinosaurs. I recognized them from Hammond’s zoo: velociraptors! Rumored to be the most efficient killers in history, the Raptors were by far the most terrifying dinosaurs in Hammond’s zoo.

Richard was just as pleased with the experience as I (if not, more); He refused to leave the hide when Doc, Eddie and I decided to take the kids back to the trailer.

In the trailer, we had an nice discussion about dinosaurs, evolution and extinction. It was the most relaxing thing I’ve done since arriving on the island. However, we were interrupted by what sounded to me like an engine.

When we rushed outside, we found something completely different: Sarah Harding had arrived! We welcomed her into our trailer, then asked her if she met anyone else on the island. She told me she came with a man named Lewis Dodgson.

Dodgson is the owner of a company. If I know him at all, he isn’t here to study dinosaurs like Richard; he’s here for his own profit. I don’t know what he’s up to, but it can’t be good!  

What do you think he’s up to?

Until next time,

Ian Malcolm.

Image sources:

http://www.google.ca/imgres?q=velociraptor+pack&num=10&um=1&hl=en&tbo=d&biw=1920&bih=971&tbm=isch&tbnid=uWwwsqsO-b7abM:&imgrefurl=http://japa2.cgsociety.org/gallery/913531/&docid=TQy3qFo7lq43MM&imgurl=http://features.cgsociety.org/newgallerycrits/g55/114855/114855_1282683755_submedium.jpg&w=600&h=327&ei=-c-ZUOLFHpC20AHG2oGQCg&zoom=1&iact=rc&dur=2&sig=116039154289769944534&sqi=2&page=1&tbnh=138&tbnw=250&start=0&ndsp=48&ved=1t:429,r:1,s:0,i:72&tx=200&ty=62

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http://www.lost-world.com/Site_B/dino_info.html

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"Doc? What is this place?" (Eddie said) -- Site B: The Lost World

Hello Internet! Last time you heard from me, I was still in civilization. Now, I am on an island called Isla Sorna (off the coast of Costa Rica) with much more to share.

After my meeting with Liz, I was disturbed with some news; my office had been intruded and photographed! My assistant said the photographers were from “Chaos Quarterly magazine”, and that they had received a letter from me giving them permission to take pictures. However, I never sent such a letter, and I’ve never heard of “Chaos Quarterly”…

Nothing was stolen, but that just ads to my suspicion: someone may be trying to locate Richard Levine. I immediately tried to call Richard’s  apartment to let him know what happened, but Dr. Thorne picked up instead, telling me to hurry over.

I met up with Thorne; he was accompanied by two kids, Kelly and Arby. I already guessed Richard went to Site B (the island we were looking for) by himself; all we needed to do then was determine where Site B was. I already had our options narrowed down to five islands off the coast of Costa Rica, but after investigating the apartment (and thanks to Arby’s computer hacking skills), we deduced that Site B was on Isla Sorna, the northernmost of the five islands. Our next steps were definitely easier said than done: we had to gather the vehicles that Richard had pre-requested for his expedition, and get Levine the hell off that island.    

Soon, we were at Thorne’s office. Thorne commanded his assistant, Eddie Carr, to come along (Eddie helped build & design the vehicles we would use). He also invited Sarah Harding (who was elsewhere at the time), and sent the kids home. Once we were ready, we set out for the island, and landed there early in  the morning.

We did a quick run-through of our equipment (guns, the vehicle’s features, etc.) before starting the search. Not long after we did, we were forced to a stop; Eddie noticed something we couldn't ignore. It turned out to be the remains of Levine’s torn up back pack. As we inspected Eddie’s find, we started to hear unfamiliar sounds, like bird calls. It was then that Eddie looked up and noticed something so strange, we all lost interest in the backpack. Only a few feet away was a group of about a dozen Compys (known to scientists as Procompsognathus). In other words, we were face to face with DINOSAURS.

The Compys just stared at us. They seemed intrigued, but not at all frightened  Eddie, who took no liking in this, threw a rock at them (I failed to stop him in time). As the rock flew towards them, the Compys grew more agitated; that’s when we agreed to return to the explorers.

The Compy encounter made us quite uneasy as we continued down the road. It brought memories screaming back to me from a previous experience I’m ready to share yet. Thorne and Eddie were speechless as well in the presence of an animal that Mother Nature herself hasn’t even seen in 150 million years!

Suddenly, Eddie slammed on the brakes again. As if the Compys weren’t enough…

Just in front of us was a herd of Triceratops, just nonchalantly crossing the plain! Once they passed our view, other herds of dinosaurs were revealed: stegosauruses, parasaurolophuses, even apatosauruses! The sight was indescribable...

Just then, Eddie noticed a beeping noise coming from the GPS. It meant that we were getting a signal from Richard! We instantly rushed into the explorers and headed to where the GPS the signal was coming from. Eventually, we were lead to an abandonned building. And that is where I am standing now…   

So, do you think we found Levine? If not, what signal are we picking up? Also, What the heck else is on this island?

Until next time,

Ian Malcolm.

Image sources:  http://www.google.ca/imgres?q=apatosaurus+herd&hl=en&biw=1920&bih=919&tbm=isch&tbnid=6gWenWX0yD3YUM:&imgrefurl=http://www.warrenphotographic.co.uk/14713-herd-of-brontosaurus-(apatosaurus)&docid=A0TOxD12GZvobM&imgurl=http://www.warrenphotographic.co.uk/photography/bigs/14713-Herd-of-Brontosaurus-(Apatosaurus).jpg&w=983&h=799&ei=7a-IUJT-EM-s0AGMtYHwCQ&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=727&vpy=308&dur=294&hovh=202&hovw=249&tx=134&ty=84&sig=116039154289769944534&page=1&tbnh=149&tbnw=198&start=0&ndsp=40&ved=1t:429,r:10,s:0,i:96

   http://www.google.ca/imgres?q=compsognathus+group&um=1&hl=en&biw=1920&bih=919&tbm=isch&tbnid=wzhFkgCrjCsLKM:&imgrefurl=http://jurassicpark.wikia.com/wiki/Compsognathus&docid=2D2VtvSH8pNKnM&imgurl=http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100607080953/jurassicpark/images/5/5a/Compsognathus_DD.jpg&w=838&h=469&ei=KqGIUPySMImy0QHN2YCYBQ&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=1254&vpy=167&dur=510&hovh=168&hovw=300&tx=147&ty=106&sig=116039154289769944534&page=1&tbnh=144&tbnw=264&start=0&ndsp=42&ved=1t:429,r:5,s:0,i:81

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http://artofden.blogspot.ca/2008/09/stegosaurus-delight.html

"Yes, if animals started showing up again, I would be interested in helping you." (I answered Levine)

Hello Internet! This is my first post as a blogger, and I already have so much to talk about.

I guess I’ll start with what triggered the recent turn of events. Not long ago, I gave a lecture at the Santa Fe institute about my favorite topic and my specialty  Chaos Theory (If you don’t know what that is, here’s a link: http://library.thinkquest.org/3120/ ).

At first, the lecture was going well; the audience was silent, and everyone seemed to know a decent amount about Chaos Theory, which makes it all a lot easier. But approximately half way through the lecture, someone raised their hand to ask a question. That someone was the spoiled brat of a paleontologist, Richard Levine.

Levine is… annoying. I cannot deny him of being a brilliant genius, but he is well known for his reputation of being an arrogant s.o.b. as well as a rich little snob.

Anyways, he didn't really ask anything. He just interrupted my lecture to promote a stupid idea; that dinosaurs never went extinct, and that somewhere on earth where mankind has yet to venture, they still flourish. I told him he was “deluded” and continued my lecture. Unfortunately, Levine wasn't finished with me. I should have known; he is also known for his stubbornness.

After the lecture, I met up with a close friend of mine, Sarah Harding. We discussed the lecture for a bit, until we were interrupted by that damn Levine kid again. He kept arguing the possibility that dinosaurs still exist somewhere, and I kept trying to tell him off. Finally, he told me that he was willing to investigate the rumors about dead dinosaur sightings on Costa Rican islands by planning a whole field expedition, and that he wanted my help. Figuring that it would get him off my case, I accepted his proposal. I doubted that the sightings were real, until a few weeks later.

During the following weeks, I had been taking Levine’s theory a bit more seriously, and tried to practice walking without a cane, in case Levine had actually found something and needed me on his expedition. One day, I received a package from Costa Rica containing a biological sample of some sort, accompanied by a piece of paper with the following message written on it: “I WAS RIGHT AND YOU WERE WRONG”. It was obviously from Richard Levine.

I took the sample to the zoo to be examined. A few days later, I was called by a friend of mine at the zoo, Elizabeth Gelman, to meet with her regarding the sample. Once I arrived at the zoo, she told me that whatever I brought was nothing ordinary; the skin was much like that of a lizard, however, according to cells located deeper within the sample, the animal must have been warm-blooded, like a bird. She also said that the immune system of the animal may be very unusual. And to top it off, she said that the sample contained a radio tag, meaning the animal was raised by people!

After my meeting with Liz, I tried to call Levine from a payphone, but there was no answer. Typical Levine.

And that is all that has happened so far. What do you think of all of this? Is it nonsense, or should I really believe Levine is onto something?

Until next time,

Ian Malcolm.

Image source: http://www.google.ca/imgres?um=1&hl=en&tbm=isch&tbnid=qSBEWyD34jQuuM:&imgrefurl=http://www.dreamstime.com/stock-photos-lizard-skin-image21407373&docid=umKk0Cm7uKaOrM&imgurl=http://www.dreamstime.com/lizard-skin-thumb21407373.jpg&w=400&h=266&ei=z517UObjCqeH0QGs_YHwBA&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=784&vpy=545&dur=1867&hovh=183&hovw=275&tx=140&ty=74&sig=109182558201198017322&page=2&tbnh=147&tbnw=215&start=40&ndsp=49&ved=1t:429,r:64,s:20,i:353&biw=1680&bih=959