The little Indominus Rex paced back and forth in her new pin. She was not as big as the last one they made. No, she was a foot taller than a raptor and not as mean as the previous one they made. Her eyes were sad as she looked around her pin. She had no other dinosaurs to talk to or spend time with. She was the only one in the pin. Indominus-Rex-Indomina
Owen took a deep breath, opening the gate and stepping inside, closing the door behind him. He had refused to bring in a stun stick or any kind of safety gear. He only had his clicker and a pocket full of bacon chunks.