Incoming message: Your phone buzzes in your pocket as you make it to your front door after a long, hard day at the lab. This island is way, way hotter than it was yesterday! Still, suffering with the heat has gotta be better than what happened to those Habbos on Hablar Island last month… working for HabGen seems like a death wish! Exactly what type of animal caused those injuries has puzzled the best of us, but there are a few rumours going around…
The message. Ah yes. It reads: "Habbo. We've been a fan of yours for a long time. We know you have skills, knowledge and know-how that most paleontologists don't - HabGen is looking for people exactly like you. We have something to show you that you won't believe until you see it, and if all goes to plan, we'll show it to every other Habbo on the planet. Whatever you've heard about Hablar, it's probably true. But what you haven't seen is the most exciting part; and it's this part that we're sure will change absolutely everything for you as a scientist… A helicopter is on its way to you at this very moment. If you're in, congratulations! We very much look forward to seeing you at our research station on Hablar Island this evening. If you're not in… well, good luck with your fossils and bones, we really hope you enjoy them."
You know that this is an offer you can't refuse. Providing they give you a decent amount of credits, it's a done deal (and something for the mosquitos of course - the stuff from the supermarket just doesn't cut it). You grin and reply with a simple "I'm in." So, where does this helicopter think it's gonna land? WHOA now - there it is. You duck as the helicopter swoops low and loud overhead and comes to a hovering standstill above your garden. A huge logo on the side of the helicopter reads "HabGen Inc / Hablar Sector”, with a picture of a what appears to be a dinosaur egg below the text. You gulp. What if the stories really are true?
The helicopter door opens and a man in camouflage steps out, waving his arms and gesturing to you to get inside. He looks both lean and mean, so you decide to call him Army Dude. Looking back at your front door, you know that it's now or never. Turning your head back to Army Dude, you run towards the helicopter door.
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