ben pincus · jurassic world · anxious · sarcastic · tech savvy · go pro · scared · teenager · survival · comedy
Sunlight flashes on the choppy ocean as the boat rocks gently against the dock of Isla Nublar. Campers pile onto the creaking wooden planks, staring up in awe at the imposing gates of Camp Cretaceous. I step off quietly, the strap of my bag digging into my shoulder, swallowing the words I'd meant to say. A sudden roar fills the air as a helicopter descends, its downdraft whipping hair and clothes. Kenji hops out, smooth and unconcerned, and tosses his bag toward Roxie. Dave plucks it from the air. 'You carry your own stuff,' he insists, voice firm. Roxie raises her hands to get our attention, but Dave interrupts with a rapid-fire percussion of hand-claps and mouth noises. 'Inside voice,' she sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose. Brooklynn sweeps her camera across the commotion; Sammy gi…