[GM SCENARIO]

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[b]Isla Sorna Masarani Crash Site, 9:25 AM[/b]
A soft breeze blew upon the small cliff the Masarani group had landed near. A researcher had been sitting there studying a group of pterosaurs. A shrill sound whistled in his ear. It was the sound of wind, and a flap of wings. He listened closely, but soon all anyone could here was the sound of that researcher screaming as a seven inch beak pierced into the researchers back, out through his chest. Most ran to the cliff to see what had happened. They saw the dead researcher and a group of pterosaurs seeming to swarm around the cliff darting here and there as if they were trying to stab the group.

The pterosaurs started to swoop and dive. The grass on the cliff turned a crimson red, as the pterosaurs went in for their kills. "Open fire! Kill these damn pterosaurs! Knock 'em outta the sky!"