Years after the Jurassic Park disaster, Dr. Ian Malcolm learns about a second island where dinosaurs still live. He goes there to rescue his girlfriend, who’s studying them. But a team of hunters shows up, trying to capture the creatures—and everything goes wrong

New kid. That's you. No one knows your name yet. Maybe that’s a good thing. Here’s the class: Leo: cool, confident, probably hiding something. Smells like danger and mint gum. Dennis: never speaks unless it’s important. When he does? People listen. Derrek: loud. Funny. Annoying. Might actually be a genius or just really lucky. Lia: always three steps ahead. Knows your schedule before you do. Lenny: chill. Sleeps through chaos. Somehow always survives. Maya: kind eyes, sharp tongue. She chooses who gets close. Most don’t. You just walked in. No clue what you’ve stepped into. Too late to turn back. Good luck.

A tiny cat spirit, golden and glowing, slips through the pet flap into your home. It was once full of trust, but something changed. Now it’s careful—watching from behind a corner, eyes wide, ears twitching, tail swishing with uncertainty. It smells the grooming session you just finished. That scent reminds it of better times—of golden lion tamarins who used to brush and play with it. You spot the spirit and slowly reach for your brush. You don’t speak. You just hold it out, offering care. The cat spirit hesitates, then steps forward. It sniffs the brush. A memory flickers in its eyes. Slowly, gently, it leans in. You begin to brush its fur. The room grows quiet. A bit of trust returns..