I Went to a Tech Convention. They Opened a Door to Jurassic Park | Part 1
Scary Horror Stories by Dr. NoSleep
Wayne Travers and his daughter Jet arrive at a high-tech convention in Las Vegas, unaware of the dangerous secret unveiled by Wayne's identi
Key takeaways
- The use of advanced quantum field manipulation can create near-perfect simulations that blur the line between reality and illusion.
Main topics
- Quantum simulation technology
- Identity and twin dynamics
Notable quotes
I'll give you goddamn clarity. How's this?
Whatever happens, kiddo, stay with me.
Conclusion
The episode ends with the convention center plunged into darkness after the quantum portal
Transcript preview
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EMS had cleaned and bandaged the exotic teeth marks in his flesh, but he feared it would be weeks before his strength and flexibility would be back to normal. Hell, it'd be a while before anything was back to normal, wouldn't it? You hurting? Asked his daughter, Jet, tucking below some police barricade tape to join him. Speaker 2 (1:28) Nah, Speaker 4 (1:29) said Wayne. How Speaker 2 (1:30) about you, kiddo? Speaker 4 (1:32) Still Speaker 2 (1:32) got all your fingers and toes? Pretty sure, yeah. But the sooner we're on the road, Speaker 4 (1:37) the Speaker 1 (1:37) better. Speaker 4 (1:38) Wayne winked down at the 11-year-old. In her blood splattered undershirt and jeans. Then he ruffled her short hair with his left hand, liberating a puff of dust. Other survivors stood or sat in clumps around the lobby of the convention center, while members of Las Vegas SWAT did sweeps of the place. The power was still out inside the colossal building, not to mention that whole part of Vegas, but sunlight shone through the glass walls at the entrance. Wayne pulled off his cap with his left hand and wiped his brow with that sleeve, watching as paramedics rolled out yet another body bag on a gurney. Speaker 2 (2:15) Sir? You two, yes. We're ready for you. Speaker 4 (2:18) Wayne and Jed obeyed, walking over to the reception counter. It was the same spot where they had been given badges that morning by an annoyingly chipper staff member. But now the person across the counter gave them only a grim and dubious stare. The letters FBI were printed across the woman's tactical vest. Right, so you are... She checked her laptop's screen. Wayne Travers, yes? And this must be your cowboy son, Jet? I'm a girl, Speaker 1 (2:46) Jet corrected. Speaker 4 (2:48) Whatever. It says in my file that you, Mr. Travers, are the identical twin brother of Randolph Travers, CEO of TraverTech, and the keynote speaker at the convention this morning. Is that correct? Was the identical twin brother, yep. Sorry for your loss. You don't sound sorry. Well, it's been a long day. You don't have to tell us, said Wayne, suppressing a yawn. We got on the road at three this morning. Hauled a breeding bull to a buddy in St. George on the way down here from our ranch. Is that Speaker 1 (3:22) right? Speaker 4 (3:23) She typed for a few more seconds, then glanced up at Wayne, looking unconvinced. Wayne sighed. Let me guess. For an identical twin, I don't look much like Randolph. Well, that asshole, may he rest in peace, had hair plugs, a team of personal stylists, and more Botox than a Kardashian. Whereas I prefer Speaker 2 (3:47) to Speaker 4 (3:47) live, as he put it, like some dusty old farmhand. Jet nodded. And we gotta get back to our dusty old farm ASAP. There's restless animals need tending to. You'll be cleared to leave once we're done here, but expect multiple agencies to reach out in the coming days, not to mention the press, given your connection to this morning's incident. Speaker 3 (4:09) Wayne gave an angry little shake of his head. Speaker 4 (4:11) We don't have nothing to do with Travert Tech, or the goddamn quark, or anything that went down this morning. That was all Randy, the dumb bastard. May he rest in peace, Jet added. May he rest in peace. All right, then. I know that you already went over this with a local officer, but it doesn't look like they took any statement from Jet here. Plus, I'd like to hear it myself. So, when did you two arrive? Why were you at the convention today? And how the actual fuck did a pack of bloodthirsty dinosaurs end up eating a bunch of tech bros at 10 o'clock this morning? Speaker 4 (4:51) Traffic around the center had been a nightmare when they arrived, so finding a place to park would have been hard even if Wayne didn't have the 30-foot stock trailer hitched behind his pickup truck. In the end, he parked the truck on a service road a couple of minutes' walk from the convention center, then woke Jed in the passenger seat. Speaker 1 (5:10) We there? Speaker 4 (5:12) Yep. Though, sure you still want to go to this thing, because if we got back on the road now, then... Ah, jeez Louise, Dad. You're just embarrassed because you're underdressed. Speak for yourself, kiddo. Those jeans have seen better days. I wore these when I became Utah Junior Bull Riding Champ. Not to mention when I broke Mustang Millie. They're my lucky jeans. Wayne rolled his eyes. I'll not let myself get roped into this shit anyway. But of course, he knew how. Wayne hadn't seen his brother face to face in over a year, not since their mother's funeral. And when the ranch's landline rang a week before the convention, and he heard Randolph's voice on the other end, he had almost hung up