The Best Of Both: Camp Cretaceous OC

The Drop

Ben had to admit, this wasn't his greatest plan. Sneaking aboard a truck to be lead to the people who were after them so they could finally solve the mystery sounded good in his head, but that was before he realised that plan was going to put them in the same cage as a sleeping Becklespinax. Ben, Sammy and Yasmina stayed in a sitting position together by the wall, never taking their eyes off the Dinosaur's sleeping shape. There was a sharp clang, and Sammy gripped Ben and she muffled a yelp. They tensed as they watched the Dinosaur literal inches from them move slightly in its slumber, before going still again.

"How much longer can that stay asleep?" Sammy whispered.

Yasmina got to her feet. "Maybe we can at least figure out where we are". She pressed herself to the wall as she stepped around the giant Dinosaur, placing her feet on the metal that jutted from the sides of the container and used as them as footholds to hoist herself up and peek out of the metal bars. "Just a whole lot of open road, can't make out signs or anything," she reported.

"Okay, great. Now can you please come back here before the tranqs wear off and that thing wakes up," Sammy pleaded, sill clinging to Ben. Yasmina carefully climbed back down and walked back to them. Another loud clang rang out, and from behind the steel wall they were leaning on, they heard loud roars of protest. Chills ran down their spines, if that one was already awake, then how much longer was this one going to be asleep?

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Brooklynn's car came to a stop and the boys quickly jumped out, surveying the area. The coordinates of the drop had taken them to the middle of nowhere. There was no sign of civilisation in sight, except for one, tiny who knows how old wooden shack that was barely standing upright.

"This definitely looks like the kind of place a shady, illegal dinosaur purchase would happen," Kenji commented as he shut the door.

"Yep, but the message on Brooklynn's account said the drop isn't happening until midnight," Darius said. 

Max looked to the horizon, seeing the sun still sitting just above the treeline, the sky turning a gentle pink. "Great, the one time we're early for something". He looked around the empty area, then turned to his friends. "We should get out of the open," he said, then slowly pointed to the old shack with a defeated look. "Hate to say it, but that might be our best bet".

"Well, I doubt it had five stars, but... What's the worst that could happen?" Darius said as they all sighed. The walked over to the what was left of the building and stepped through the sagging doorway. The entire house was just one room, the roof was half open, the open sky visible. The walls were covered in various graffiti designs just as many cobwebs. The strangest thing they come across was a bathtub sitting against the wall, the only manmade thing in the entire shack.

The three boys walked over to the bathtub and stared into it with equally lost expressions. "Charming studio apartment with rustic bathtub and skylight," Darius mused.

"I'm more of a shower guy," Kenji smirked as Darius walked away from it. Kenji sat down on the edge of the bathtub while Max leant back on the wall, half expecting the entire building to come down. "Yeah, I'm definitely kicking myself for not bringing my trailer. All my stickers, gone to waste!"

The three quickly fell into an awkward silence as the wind blew threw the building. It became painfully aware to them that they actually had no idea what they were supposed to do until the drop happened, and there were still plenty of hours in the day.

Not only that, but Max could feel there was still something going on between each of them, something that was threatening to surface the more time they spent in their own heads.