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“As you are aware, twelve years ago I was involved with a small team of scientists who were invited by the founder and then CEO of International Genetics Technologies Inc., to visit a wildlife preserve he’d established on an offshore island, Isla Nublar. The animals this company was breeding were dinosaurs, but they were not manufactured to live without man’s care. The Costa Rican government then stepped in after a series of failed attempts to re-take the island and proceeded to do the only thing it felt fit for a biological disaster.
“Four years latter, the San Diego incident proved that something else was going on. When confronted, John Hammond confessed that the islands in a nearby chain also had dinosaurs on them. It is these islands I am here to speak to you about today. These animals, not engineered to survive more than a few days without man, have survived without his help for more than twelve years. These animals not only hold a key to understanding the past of this planet in such diverse fields as Paleontology and Archeology, but also may hold more information on what the capabilities of bio-engineering truly are.” Alan finished his speech and collected his thoughts.
“It is my hope today, that you may use my knowledge of the islands to your benefit and decide what the fate of the islands and their inhabitants should be.”
“The chair recognized the representative of Costa Rica.”
A man with black hair stood up at his desk and began nearly screaming aloud to Dr. Grant in Spanish. Alan looked around confused, when he heard in his ear a translator speaking.
“Costa Rica has yet to receive reimbursement for the islands you speak of and for the loss of several deaths of citizens that are clearly attacks by these monsters. And we have been blamed for negligence beyond our control. The Costa Rican government now and forever condemns the islands to be destroyed at the expense of InGen,” and at that, the furious man sat down, filling the room with murmurs and some angry hands thrust into the air for recognition.
“The chair recognizes the country of Japan.”
“Good morning, Dr. Grant. I was wondering; is it true that you had a near run in with death–again–most recently on these islands, but yet you still feel strongly for their preservation?”
Alan thought for a moment and then responded.
“Strongly may not be the word–“
”Then what word would you use?” the representative interjected.
“Chancellor, several years ago I went to one of the islands but not entirely under my own free will. Just the names of these places scare me beyond belief. I saw people die in ways no human should have to. Yet for other reasons, for the first time in years, I saw the islands for all the glory and beauty that they stood for originally.”
“Thank you,” the Chancellor said, sitting down.
“The chair recognized Russia.”
“Good morning, Dr. Grant. Russia is wondering, why would one of such intelligence appear before us to tell us the islands should not be destroyed when you yourself are unsure?”
Alan paused for a moment. He hadn’t realized how down to the point these hearings would be.
“Chancellor: Russia, in the space race, tried sending humans into space, many times losing them. Many people died in your effort to reach space, but yet you continued on and now your country is a valuable ally to the United States in its effort’s in space. My point is that these animals are probably nothing more than theme park monsters but another part of me wonders if they aren’t. And if that is true, then these animals should be preserved, documented, studied.”
“The chair recognizes the United States.”
Alan turned his head now towards John Hilman, who leaned into his microphone.
“Alan you say that your only concern is wether these animals are genuine or not?”
Alan swallowed, unsure of where this was going.
