In 1993, 27 years ago (Sometime around Costa Rica)
A Jeep bounces over a rugged muddy road toward us through the impenetrable jungle. We hear people singing "Do Run Run" in the top of their lungs as it approaches. A typical American family inside of the Jeep: Jack Barrowman, a beefy Texan real estate salesman; his cheerleader-lovely wife Eva; and their nine-year-old daughter, Tanya, in the back seat. They sing "Hey he caught my eye ..." words that seem to mean something to parents, and they've been learned by the kid. The Jeep turns down a hill and we discover that we are close to the ocean: beyond, there is a breathtaking beach in the shape of a crescent and the Sparkling Pacific Blue.
Jack: "Who~aaa! Would you look at that!"
Tanya: "The beautiful beaches of Costa Rica are frequented by a variety of wildlife, including howler monkeys, squirrel monkeys, and three-toed sloths.' You think we'll see a three-toed sloth, Dad?"
Jack: "Maybe so, honey."
Tanya: "I'll probably look when I get there."
Eva: "Tanya, honey, don't read in the car, it's too bouncy."
Tanya: "Aw, but Mom.."
Eva: "It'll make you throw up."
Tanya: "Jeez. It won't."
Jack: "Beach ahead! Coming up!"
The Jeep parked in the shade of palms. Eva gets out the picnic basket. Tanya scampers away, carrying her coloring book, along the two-mile arc of pristine white.
Tanya: "Yahoo! See you later!"
Eva: "Tanya, don't forget about the sunblock! Tanya!..."
Jack: "Hey!"
He tosses a sunblock stick; she catches it deftly, keeps going.
Eva: "Where are you going?"
Tanya: "Find a sloth!"
Jack started to laugh.
Jack: "Not too far!"
Eva was shaking her head as she agreed that they have found a prefect place.
Eva: "Find a sloth. Our little naturalist."
Jack: "This is the right place for her. This whole area is a biological preserve."
Eva: "Beautiful... Nobody here...."
Jack gives a slow, wicked grin.
Jack: "That's true.."
Tanya throws herself down in the sand under the mangrove trees, panting, content to be there. She opens her book; thumbs through the drawings she has made of the different animals. She hears laughter from her friends, and looks up. Fifty yards away from her parents, shrieking and laughing like children, her father chases her mother into the surf.
Tanya picks up a leaf, looks at it; the naturalist is young. Then she hears a rustling sound nearby that has caught her attention. Out of the bushes, a little green lizard is poking its head out of the leaves. Tanya is delighted to have an animal arrived. Smiling, she starts drawing this in her journal.
The lizard she sees is very delightful looking at its look. It cocks its head and emerges from the leaves. It stands about a foot tall on its hind legs. Sticks out its long tail and balances it. Its fingers tentatively shift. Tanya carries on drawing. Slowly, the lizard advances towards her feet. Tanya stops, not aware of breathing. She resumes sketching, at last.
The three-toed-foot lizard leaves tracks in the sand. The lizard hops on her sneaker, and begins to move her leg up. Now pinch her flesh with her cute little clawed feet. Tanya frowns, as she knees boldly. Then with amazing swiftness the lizard scrambles forward, and bites her arm and cheek. She howls, her arms flail; her coloring book smacks at the lizard.
Jack holds Eva in the surf, giggling and squirming.
Eva: "Put me down! Put me down!"
And at last they hear Tanya screaming. They stop, looked around, and they start running down the scream. Now rolling onto the sand, hysterically shrieking. Jack arrives first, picks up his daughter, pulls out her lizard and holds it in his hand. The lizard in Jack's hands turns nasty, writhing and shrieking, trying to twist free, bite him.
Jack swings his arm down, smashes the lizard into the beach, kicking up spits of sand again and again. The repeated hammer swings, progressively moving towards the rocks at the edge of the ocean. The lizard is battered over the walls. Jack then stands, stomping repeatedly on the lizard and it was already dead.
Tanya sobs in the arms of her mother when Jack returns, and takes her. She leaves a large streak of blood on her mom's cheek as the girl lets go. Eva retrieves the book. A grim Jack transports Tanya back down the beach. Tanya was attack by a Compsognathus.
On a sunny afternoon, they drove to an international modern hospital. White-coated doctors cluster, murmur in Spanish, move apart to reveal Tanya, sleeping peacefully, oxygen mask on her face. Nearby, Jack and Eva watch tensely. The doctors inspect the bites on Tanya's arm, they looked at the picture Tanya drew. One of the doctors comes over to Jack. They speak in low voices, rapidly, with some urgency.
Doctor: "There is nothing to worry about, Mr. Barrowman. Your daughter will be fine. But the lizard that attacked her — this is a picture she drew of it?"
Jack: "Yeah. That is what she drew."
Doctor: "We don't have a clue about this lizard. An animal that stands on its hind feet, like this... you say that you killed it?"
Jack: "I'm not exactly sure... I was just pretty upset."
Doctor: "Certainly yes. But we could go to the beach, and find the lizard 's body... Then submit description to an specialist in the States for identification."
Jack: "When do you want to leave?"
Doctor: "I think, now. (sees Jack look away to his daughter) Your wife will stay with Tanya. I think it is important we go now."
Against fading purple light, after sunset, a cluster of sea birds on the sand, tightly bunched, coo and peck at something unseen. Men were running ahead, yelling, their flashlights dancing spots of light. The birds squawk and raise themselves up into the sky. The men arrive, their flashlights are burning down. Jack holds up into his light a fragment of flesh.
Jack: "This is it... What's left of it."
In crisscrossed lights, the men babble excitedly in Spanish at the discovery.
In the streets of New York City, The honking jarring city. A van pulls curbside. A delivery man carries a white plastic cylinder dangling customs tags. He enters: "Columbia Medical Center Laboratories."
Into the tropical disease lab, Dr. Richard Stone pulls on mask and gloves and shines a work light forward.
Stone: "Let's see what we've got here."
The white cylinder is stenciled "IBC, International Biological Container." Stone opens latches, while a technician reads:
Technician: "Biological fragment from Costa Rica... a lizard bit a child... they want a check for communicable diseases... this is her picture of the lizard..."
Stone: "Okay.."
The container opens with a hiss. Stone removes a baggie, shakes out what looks like a frozen green chicken leg, partly chewed.
Technician: "Oh, very nice. Somebody's dinner."
Stone turns fragment with forceps.
Stone: "Do an X-ray and take Polaroids, then let's thaw the fragment and see if we can get enough blood to do the antibody runs. We'll take it from there. Let me know if there's a problem."
Stone gets up to leave, looks at the picture of the lizard. Alice, another technician, walks by with glassware in her hands.
Alice: "Oh, whose kid drew the dinosaur?"
Stone: "What?"
Alice: [nod to picture] "The dinosaur. Isn't that what it is? My kids draw them all the time."
Stone: "This is a lizard, Alice. From Costa Rica."
Alice: "No, look at it. Big head, long neck, stands on its hind legs, thick tail. It's a dinosaur."
Stone: "Alice. It's only about a foot tall."
Alice: "So? There were little dinosaurs too. Believe me, I have two boys, I'm an expert. The smallest dinosaurs were under a foot tall. Teenysaurus or something."
Alice looks at the fragment on the table.
Alice: "I'm serious... Has anybody checked it? The Museum of Natural History or...(shrug)... I don't know... You should check it... Who's the world's best dinosaur expert?"
And that's where Dr. Alan Grant's journey begins before Y/N's adventure on a new hazardous dinosaur island.
Thank you for reading this 'Extra Chapter'. I'll still be here if you guys want to suggest ideas about the story, or your thoughts on this, I'll be glad to hear it. See you guys on the next chapter (or on the next, extra chapter), and as always, take it easy :)
Kyochuu Rettou (aka The Island of Giant Insects) belongs to Yasutaka Fujimi, REDICE, Shuu Hirose, Akita Publishing Co., Ltd.
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