Project Sorna

Thirteen

                  I dived behind a trashed desk. I felt like watching the fight ensue would only put me in harm's way, and the sheer calamity of the battle was dangerous.

                  I glanced over. It was about the worse time to look. The mechanical dinosaur charged at the T-Rex, slamming the primal king into the glass-enclosed deck. The deck fell apart and glass was thrown as the structure was smashed from the force. I shielded my face with my arm from the projectiles. The T-Rex roared and I put my arm down slowly. But that time, he redeemed  himself and I watched him swing his tail into the mechanic's face.

                 I retrieved my binoculars and coiled them. I took off before the whole place came down on me. The concrete floor gave way to gravel and I was out of that part of the complex, I almost tripped over my own fleeing feet.

                 Before I knew it, another area emerged from the forest. I hesitated to go inside. But the tyrants were still brutally battling the other, so I went in to take a moment's rest.

                 It was obvious the storm really damaged this place. From a hallway, I tried to see down the odd gray corridor. Each of the lights were off, the whole diameter was creepy enough. Projectiles-furniture-lab instruments scattered. The walls closed to being warped. Water dripping from the frames of the dead headlights. A door off to the very right hanging just off the hinges. I made sure to explore that room first of all.

                 My boots crunched the twigs on the tiles. I inspected a curtain of vines growing in the hole of the roof. My fingers painfully brushed the scar over my collar bone.

                 In that very room, I searched until I got a radio signaler. The signaler was in of all things, a drawer flung on a shelf. Something might come out it. But there were doubts in my head.

                 I held my breath, fingers adjusting the dials and gadgets. Static blared out. "Hello?" I whimpered into the voice transmitter. "Someone pick up!"

                 A bizarre noise came out. But I kept on trying to fiddle with the dials. "If  there is someone there-I need them to speak up and goddamn help me!"

                 "Robin. Funny surprise, you actually got through!" It was Fredrick's masculine voice.

                 "Fredrick? What in the world?"

                 He paused a few seconds. "Robin, are you at the abandoned laboratory?"

                 I whisked around, nodding to his presence. "I think so. Sure looks like a laboratory."

                 "Hmm."

                My expression faced the transmitter and grabbed the line intensively. "I have one question for you so you better listen good and clear, Indiana Jones!"

                "I can do without the name-calling, how 'bout we agree on that?"

                "Just listen to me. What man in his right mind just fists a women in the face without any warning, drags them to an absolute desert laboratory on Sorna with flesh-eating predators around, and leaves them to wake up with only a piece of handwriting on paper?"

               "That I can explain."

               Ok-so this guy had answers after all. I anxiously cycled around the desk, my nails digging into the line with my mind somewhere else within the other side of the transmitter machine. "Explain away." My voice grinded.

               A deep sigh suppressed from the man into the transmitter, the machine made his voice rather different. "Robin, I just couldn't leave you there with that monster." He said. "You really wouldn't understand if I revealed anything in the meantime. The note I left you-it's all I can say. The two of us were in all sorts of dangers in that forestry!"

              "Maybe I can believe you......because I saw that thing."

              "You WHAT? Goddamn! I thought I had you far away from that animatronic!" Fred moaned.

              "Fred, we both know you can't put me away forever. And bruises don't solve anything Even with me." I relented. Fred agreed with my side of things.

             "True. But I'm not allowed to share details."

             Suddenly, the conversation was turned around. "Wha..what do you mean?"

             "Since you, my friend, know too much already, I'm afraid your on your own. Good day, Robin. Don't bother trying to look for me."

             "NOW WAIT A-" But before I was able to lash another word at him, he was offline. Just like that. Fredrick truly abandoned me, now I was without help or assistance or aid. Just with scars, a note, few belongings, and now questions as to who this 'Fredrick' really was personally.

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               Tried to put the URL for the Tyrannosaurus Rex image, but couldn't do it so I apologize for that :P