It took a while for my eyes to adjust to the dramatic shift from the blinding lights in Dad's study to the encompassing shadows of the elevator shaft. The darkness surrounded us like a frozen fog of eerie quiet. The only sound we could hear was the creak-creak-creaking of the elevator cable. We cautiously clambered down the cable in the same order we'd recklessly jumped in: First Brooklynn, then Darius, then Kenji and finally me.
Since Kenji had Dad's gaddi in one hand, he only had one free to help him move. This meant he was moving slower than the rest of us. Still, it was probably better to have the gaddi here so none of the monolophosauruses could cause any damage. Brooklynn and Darius disagreed, though.
"Faster, Kenji. Come on!" Darius exclaimed. His voice ricocheted off the metal walls, sounding much louder than he likely intended.
"Just let go of that stupid sculpture. We need to get out of here ASAP," Brooklynn said. She glared at Kenji from down below.
"Brook, you realise that if Kenji lets go of the gaddi, it'll fall and shatter, right?" I asked pointedly.
Brooklynn groaned, and I swear I felt her annoyed glare latch onto my far-above presence. "Yes, Kiara. I do realise, and that is EXACTLY WHY I WANT IT GONE!!" she whisper-yelled.
I knew that the gaddi was making Kenji a tad slower—okay, maybe more than a tad—but at least it was safe! Besides, since the monolophosauruses were scampering about the penthouse corridors, I assumed we were safe in the elevators until we got out.
"Kenji, please just leave the gaddi. You can always buy a new one if it's really important," Darius said.
"No way! Think of Dad," Kenji retorted.
We continued scaling our way down the elevator shaft in an awkward silence. Kenji had no intention of dropping the gaddi to its ultimate demise (and rightfully so). During this silence, the universe decided to spite me again.
The elevator shaft was ablaze within seconds with an inferno of echoing snarls and growls. The sounds attacked us from every side and every direction. My breath hitched as I wildly looked around. The hairs on my arms stood on end, and a dreadfully cold sensation ran down my back. How did those terrifying therapods find their way here?
Brooklynn was the first to speak. She tightly clutched the elevator cables with her arms and legs, trying to squeeze herself as far away from the leering metal walls as possible.
"Where are they coming from?" Brooklynn whispered. Her voice was so hushed it was barely audible, and I was forced to rely on the echoes to understand her.
CRASH!
CREAK!
SNARL!
Growling heads sprung from the vent around us. They snapped their jaws and growled in their squeal-like manner. One monolophosaurus burst out of a vent beside Brooklynn as if to answer her question. It reached for her body, chomping with its sharp jaws and scratching with its sharp claws.
Brooklynn's grip on the elevator cables weakened in the blur of sudden movement. She screamed. Her hands let go, and she plummeted who-knows-how-far down. Brooklynn was mere inches away from the ground when she grabbed hold of the cables again. But it was too late. She slammed onto the ground with a sickening thud!
"BROOKLYNN!!" We yelled in unison, catching unwanted attention.
The monolophosaurus that attacked Brooklynn slowly turned its long head to stare at Darius, who was the closest to it. They locked eyes, one daring the other to move and one fearing the other might. The theropod leapt at the elevator cable! Darius screamed while it pushed and pushed at the cable, trying to make him drop. Darius climbed quickly up the elevator cable, yelping at the sharp teeth near him.
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𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐒 - camp cretaceous
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