"Be vewy quiet"

I can't help but feel like Elmer Fudd as we track this elephant. "Be vewy quiet." Of course we are not hunting the elephant, but rather trying to catch it. It is tricky. The baby elephant has impressive hearing, and it can run fast. Anytime we are remotely close it jets off in the opposite direction. Finally we came up with a brilliant idea, or at least an idea. Instead of chasing after the elephant we'd set up camp and patiently wait for it to come to us.

Trumpet Sounds

Toot!Toot! We followed the trumpet sounds of a baby elephant. Toot! Toot! The trumpet sounds grew louder and louder untill finally we were face to face with the baby elephant. It was jumping and splashing in a mud puddle. I could tell it was having a blast. Truth be told, I didn't want to spoil its fun, but at the same time Olivia and I were on a mission. So I walked up to the elephant slowly and carefully. Unfortunately I wasn't slow or careful enough. I stepped on a twig. As soon as the baby elephant heard the snap, he ceased his joyful playing and ran in the opposite direction.

Pterodactyl

Errrrrack! "What the hell was that?" Olivia asks. "I don't know. It sounded like something dying." I reply. I look up to see a rusted pterodactyl statue suspended by wires. I nudge Olivia and point to the pterodactyl. She glances at it for a moment. "Well, in a way you were right. It is something that's dying." I smile. "Indeed." "How do you think they figured that noise for it?" "They probably thought it sounded terrifying." I suggest. Olivia thinks for a moment. "I think it would be more terrifying without the noise. Can you imagine that thing sneaking up behind you silently?" "I don't think I want to." I say. "No, me either." We walk on. "Were there elephants during the time of the dinosaurs?" Olivia asks. "No, they came a little later." "Then what's that?" It takes me a second, but I then see clear as day what Olivia is referring to. I stop dead in my tracks. "Well, one thing is for sure. It's not a statue."

Banksy Installation

I don't know if I mentioned it, but the dinosaur theme park is actually an abandoned theme park. A long abandoned theme park. From what I can gather the idea of the place was that one walk a short distance down the path and there would be robotic dinosaurs that would peak out here and there. They would roar their mechanical roars. It sounds great, but the years since have not been kind to the place. The forest has grown to wild proportions. There isn't even a faint outline of a path anymore. We did see one dinosaur though. A long necker. It was peaking out of the trees. It had orange rust stains and was covered in bird droppings. It was weird. I kept thinking I was in a Banksy art installation. It was like it was supposed to mean something. What, I have no idea. Oh well, time to find a baby elephant.

The Mission

We were briefed on our mission which was to rescue a baby elephant. The baby elephant was supposed to be a gift for a rich family, but the elephant never made it to them. It got lost in a dinosaur theme park. The man with the silver hair said there was no time to explain details. Such as why this elephant is so important. He didn't even explain how we're supposed to capture the baby elephant. I don't really care though. I look forward to this new adventure.

No Effect

We stared into his unflinching grey eyes for close to an hour. Eventually Olivia called it. "Looks liked you survived." Olivia says. "I told you they were not poisonous." He replies. Olivia shrugs. "You could have built up an immunity.Like that guy in Princess Bride." It is obvious that the man is frustrated, but he holds his tounge. He walks over to the dessert table. He carefully picks up the tray of chocolate covered strawberries. He then tosses them out the window. He turns to us after he does so. "There, now can you trust me?" Olivia smiles. "Yeah, I don't know why you didn't do that in the first place."

Poisonous Food?

A man with salt and pepper hair and a five o' clock shadow stepped into view. "Go on. Eat it." He insisted. I put the strawberry back on the table with its brothers and sisters. "Was something wrong with it?" The man asks in a suddenly concerned tone. "Perhaps." I respond, coyly. "Well, don't let one bad one stop you. I'm sure there are plenty of other good ones." "I don't think we'll be eating the strawberries. Or any of the other desserts for that matter." I say. "And why is that?" "Because you poisoned them." Olivia blurts . The man leans in. "Excuse me?" "You heard her." I say. "Yes, I think it's an absurd accusation." "Is it?" Olivia asks. "We have no idea who you are and we have no reason to trust you yet." The man sighs. "Fine. I'll have one as well." The man walks over to the table. He takes the biggest chocolate covered strawberry he can find. He then takes a huge bite and swallows. He looks over to Olivia. "There,nothing happened." "Yet." Olivia adds. "And nothing will." He assures. "Maybe you're right, but I prefer to wait a while." She says starring into his eyes. The man nods slowly. "If that's what you wish then we will wait."