"No, no, bad idea, bad idea!" Both Gray and I exclaimed, going through a number of vines.

"GREAT idea!" Zach emphasized as he continued to push the console forward.

"No, we'll get arrested, they'll shave our heads, and we're going to have to make root beer in a toilet." I slightly chuckled at that, no matter how much fear I feel.

"What are you talking about?" Zach sounded done with his brother's ideas. There were more groaning and moaning sounds from the dinosaurs.

I heard my phone go off. I took my phone and answered it as we passed by more of the jungle scenery.

"Owen, what's up?" I asked him, terror laced through my voice.

"You said you were in the Gyrosphere, did you leave yet?" His voice was panicked, as if he dreaded my safety.

"Uh, yeah." I lied.

"You're a terrible liar." He sounded angry. "You have to get out of there now." The reception started getting worse.
"Owen, I can't hear you well."

"Who're- with?" That's all I got from his statement.

"Uh, Zach and Gray." I shrugged, "Oh, uh, Ms. Dearings nephews." I couldn't hear the next part. "Uncle, I really can't hear you. Just call me back, okay?" I hung up.

"Look over there." He said, turning the sphere around. I saw some Ankysaurus, with their armored bodies. This is bad. They're only in the restricted areas. They're not supposed to be seen in the public quite yet, even if they're herbivores. "See! I told you!" He boasted.

"You're welcome, up close and personal with four dinosauruses." He came up with.

"Ankysaurus." Both Gray and I said, in unison.

"And we shouldn't be here." Gray said, focusing his eyes on one part of the sphere. Wait, no... There are not four dinosaurs. There are five. I counted the mirrored one, something I didn't know the name of. "And there's five dinosaurs." My phone buzzed in my pocket.

"Aren't you supposed to be a genius or something?" Zach asked, as I opened my phone. "Look, there are four."

"Zach, Gray's right." And that's when the text popped up.

"Aren't you two supposed to be dinosaur fanatics?" Zach repeated. "Look, one,"

To: Me

From: Uncle Owen

Get back from wherever you are now.

"Two." My heart started pumping. 

Just stay in the field, 

"Three."

"Four." He finished.

and get back to the station.

"Five." Gray pointed, terror before pointing at the reflection in the glass. 

It was no dinosaur I have ever seen before.