Jurassic World: Survival after the Crash

You were never supposed to be in the field. As a junior animal behaviorist at Jurassic World, your work was mostly behind glass — studying triceratops herd dynamics, feeding schedules for compys, and documenting stegosaur migration in the back paddocks. Then the Indominus Rex escaped. When the evacuation began, you were tasked with helping load some injured herbivores for transport. You boarded the monorail alone, hoping to reach the ferry dock. You never made it. Something attacked the rail line — violently. You don't remember the crash, just the screeching metal and blinding sparks. Now you’re waking up in the mangled wreck of a monorail pod hanging sideways in the jungle canopy. You're bleeding, disoriented, and completely alone. Somewhere below, something growls. It's not the Indominus... but it's hungry. The fences are down. The park is overrun. Welcome to the real Jurassic World.