Jurassic Park (Norminah)

Chp. 3: Where the Magic Happens

Normani, Dinah, and Victoria were all eager to know how Mark was able to accomplish creating animals that haven't existed for sixty-five billion years. After a few more moments of marveling at the sight of the huge animals, everyone eagerly gathered back into their Wranglers before heading to the heart of the park – Jurassic Park's visitor center. It was a dome shaped building with steps leading up to the front double doors.

"Good day, good day, good day!" Mark greeted all of his workers.

Each man gave a swift nod to him before getting back to work, welding metal structures, debugging codes in the systems, etc. It was all so much to take in, but the sight made the realization of it all that much more tangible.

"This will be the main hub of the park," Mark said, leading the small group around the building. "We have state-of-the-art technology that can inform visitors of different species of dinosaurs, as well as inform them of the different sectors in our park, at just the press of a button. We're still working out a few kinks in the programming, but we're very close to getting all the systems up and running properly."

"This is incredible," Normani said.

"Thank you," Mark smiled, "but this isn't even the best part. Follow me."

The Korean-American led everyone to a tiny show room. Once everyone was seated, the screen in front of them lit up to the image of Jurassic Park's logo. Not too long after, a hologram of Mark strolled his way up to the screen.

"Hello there," he happily greeted before looking to his right. "Hello, Mark."

"Hello!" Mark said, reading his lines on his flash cards.

The introductory dialogue lasted for a good five minutes, the audience tickled at the exchange.

"It's like a school play," Dinah giggled to herself.

"Mark," Mark said, "I brought some very special people with me today, and they'd like to know how Jurassic Park's existence was made possible."

"Of course!" the hologram said. "All you'll need to do is take a drop of my blood, and my DNA will tell you all everything you need to know."

"Ya'll realize that all of this might be a product of some elaborate cloning process, right?" Victoria whispered to Normani and Dinah.

"In order for any kind of cloning process to work," Normani whispered back, "there has to be someone or something to clone."

"Plus," Dinah continued, "extraction has never recreated an intact DNA strand before. At least, not without huge gaps."

"So, the question is, what did they use to clone all these dinosaurs they claim to have?" Normani asked.

"Paleo-DNA, maybe?" Victoria answered. "But even with that, how did they get away with doing that? Where on God's green earth would you get a hundred-million-year-old dinosaur blood?"

"Maybe if you stopped trying to speculate so much, you could hear the presentation enough to find out," Michael sassed.

The paleontologist trio warily eyed the lawyer before bringing their attention back to Mark as he played at pricking his hologram. Doing so prompted an animated DNA strand to appear on the screen.

"Ah!" Mark beamed. "Mr. DNA! Where'd you come from?"

"From your blood," the cartoon happily answered. "Just one drop of it contains billions of strands of DNA, which are the building blocks of life."

Once the cartoon brought all of its attention to the audience, Mark made his way over to where they sat and enjoyed the presentation with them.

"A DNA strand like me is a blueprint for building a living thing," Mr. DNA began. "Sometimes, animals that went extinct millions of years ago, like dinosaurs, left their blueprints behind for us to find. We just had to know where to look."