Jurassic World

On Isla Nublar II, several luxurious tents stood on a grassy hillside.

By rights, it wasn't a good place to camp. The enormous, bad-tempered Dinosaurs could stomp it into a hollow at any moment.

But Alvin and his group clearly didn't see it that way. Enjoying the Sunlight and the fresh, damp air was what mattered to them.

Besides Bear, the glutton, no one would likely enjoy finding a hidden, safe spot and breathing air that smelled damp and musty, with the occasional whiff of manure.

A few of the women and children were setting up a Camping Bonfire. Little Ginny hefted a soggy piece of Firewood and struggled to toss it on top of the frame. The hastily built Bonfire collapsed with a loud crack.

The little girl jumped at the mess she'd made. Just as she pouted sadly and prepared to rebuild her "fire house"...

A deafening roar rang out from the edge of the Jungle near Camp.

Riding on the back of a young Tyrannosaurus Rex, Alvin burst out of the Jungle, chasing a herd of Herbivores.

Venom thoughtfully transformed into a saddle and reins to help Alvin control the young Tyrannosaurus Rex.

As a less-than-competent Druid, Alvin was having a hard time communicating with the Tyrannosaurus Rex. That much was clear from the way Venom had tied its enormous jaws shut.

Stark and Frank were driving a four-wheel-drive off-road vehicle, following Barry, who was riding his Motorcycle. They were the real Hunting Team on this trip.

It didn't look like anyone could count on the Tyrannosaurus Rex rider, Alvin. He was already having enough trouble handling the temperamental Dinosaur.

It wasn't that he couldn't beat it; he just couldn't tame it. That left the Druid feeling pretty sour...

Barry spotted the women and children waving at