Anya woke first.
The heat had woken her as she noticed the wave of lava growing closer and closer and she forced her body to move.
Her fingers were first and next was her legs as she tried to inch closer towards Owen's body which was further behind her away from the lava.
"It would be fine he said," she mocked as her tongue began to move and she found her voice, her body still stiff and legs still jelly as she tried to crawl towards Owen. "We'll go in and get out he said. Everything will be ok he said."
As the lava grew closer, Anya tried to rally what little strength hadn't been sapped by the tranquillizer as she began to pull at Owen's body, his eyes trying to flutter open.
"Well guess what Owen? EVERYTHING IS NOT OK! NOW WAKE THE HELL UP!" she shouted at him as she dragged his body over a log and began to tap his cheek rapidly trying to wake him up as the jungle was literally on fire.
Owen took one second to look at the burning forest before Anya helped him haul himself to his feet, supporting most of his weight and then they ran like hell.
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FanfictionAnya Masrani. Is any other description needed? No, but I'll give you one anyway. Despite being the daughter of one of the richest men in the world, Anya is not as spoiled and snobby as people often assume. She works at Jurassic World as a handler...
