Darkest Hour | Jurassic World

🦕 Dinosaur Kingdom 🦕

❛That's not possible.❜
❛It is when everyone around you are idiots.❜

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"Enjoy the ride," my voice mutters as yet another sugar-filled kid enters Dinosaur Kingdom. It's like I've turned into one of those automatic systems with a monotone voice and I hate it. I hate this. Why am I still even doing this? Oh yeah, because I need money. I also need my sanity but I guess that was destroyed the day I started here.

I don't know why they even created this section of the park...it's not like it's any good, and we're competing with two islands on our Earth that inhabit real dinosaurs - one of which can be visited - so why on earth would anyone care for our small, and in my eyes, crap rides? They aren't as accurate to dinosaurs as they should be - all the board wanted was a scare factor - and on most days, it's not surprising if a ride breaks down and has to be closed. Great scare factor...can you sense my sarcasm? Since I started here, this section has spent more time under maintenance than it has open.

"Kara, can I have a word?"

I look over my shoulder to see Reid Mathers, my boss, heading my way.

I sigh. Oh great...here we go, I think to myself.

Exiting the ride entrance, an intern I've been training steps in to take over. I head down to Reid.

"If you're here to complain about my lack of enthusiasm again, I don't care," I tell him, crossing my arms over my chest as I reach him.

"I'm not here about that, though it does seem to be a recurring issue."

"As are the rides."

"I know you're struggling Kara, but you really should leave your personal matters at home. It's not good for the park," he says with his professional I-don't-actually-give-a-fuck voice.

"Not good for the park? I'm not good for the-?" I cut myself off. "Reid, this park isn't good for the park."

He ignores my comment.

"Are you done?"

I give him my signature 'are you serious?' look. "No!"

"Then it can wait. You have a visitor."

"I told you I'd speak to the board in my own time," I say as we head for Reid's office.

There was an incident a few weeks ago when some young lads decided to trespass after closing in an attempt to vandalize the park. I was just clocking out when I heard something and found them spraying graffiti over the side of our diplodocus slide. Of course when I asked them to leave they refused and things got a little out of hand. Long story short, they aggravated me and I attacked - punching one of the kids in the face - but it was self defense...they hit me first. Anyway, of course it got back to Reid who alerted the board, even though he was totally on my side and didn't want to get them involved. Unfortunately for us, it was all over the CCTV and our newly 'painted' diplodocus is kind of hard to ignore.

"I managed to get the board off your back for now. This is a...different visitor."

Reid opens the office door, allowing me to enter, before shutting it behind me and I hear his footsteps walking away.

A woman with red hair stands up from the sofa lining the left wall and holds out a hand for me to shake which I do rather reluctantly.

"Kara Grady, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Um, thanks," I say, pulling my hand away from hers and rubbing the back of my neck.

"My name is Claire Dearing. I'm the operations manager at Jurassic World," she tells me.