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The female Indominus rex in the movie first used the infrared-invisibility trait from the tree frog DNA to block the thermal scanners in her paddock.
Then she scratched the wall to create the illusion that she had climbed over and escaped.
Claire rushed back to the control room to track the Indominus, only to discover that she had never left the paddock.
She had been hiding inside the whole time.
Meanwhile, others had already entered the paddock.
At that moment, the female Indominus finally revealed herself, blocking the exit gate.
The security team had no choice but to open the main gate to flee, and she seized the opportunity to escape.
But this whole sequence of events seemed more a product of sheer luck and poor human judgment than a foolproof plan.
It was driven by plot convenience—there was no way such an escape could be guaranteed.
Jack, however, didn't need such elaborate deception.
His escape plan was simple—charge forward!
He locked eyes with the gate and knew: it wouldn't stop him now.
This charge carried the weight of ten months of captivity, rage, and humiliation.
Not even God could hold him back.
From the glass observation deck, Masrani and Claire looked on, stunned.
Are you kidding me?
The male Indominus rex just smashed through the gate and escaped?!
That thing was made of reinforced concrete. How could it break so easily?
Claire, especially, felt her face burn with embarrassment.
She'd assured everyone there was no risk—now reality had slapped her in the face.
With the gate destroyed, the female Indominus rex, Gray, followed Jack out of Paddock No. 11.
Outside, a construction crew was working nearby.
"Dinosaur! The dinosaur escaped!"
"Oh my God! Run!"
The sight of two massive creatures bursting through the gate sent everyone into a panic.
Chaos erupted.
A worker barely got a few steps before a long, thick tail swept toward him.
He was flung through the air, crashing down more than ten meters away with a sickening thud—instantly silent and lifeless.
ROAR!!
Jack showed no mercy. His steel-sharp claw gleamed as he slashed another worker in half, spilling blood and organs like water from a burst pipe.
[You hunted a human and gained two gene points.] ×2
Jack was almost disappointed.
"So few gene points? Might as well hunt pigs," he thought.
But humans had strength in numbers.
Oddly, the simulator hadn't extracted any human genes—perhaps because Jack's soul was already human, acting as the equivalent.
ROAR!!
Just as frenzied, Gray lunged forward and swallowed a worker whole, clearly enjoying the taste.
Screams and wet, tearing sounds filled the air.
The scene turned into a symphony of carnage—a death ballad echoing across the paddock.
In under 30 seconds, all that remained of the engineering crew were mangled, blood-soaked remains.
Blood pooled into small streams that trickled down the sloped ground.
Jack and Gray, the cause of the massacre, had already vanished into the wilderness.
Back at the observation deck, Masrani and Claire stood frozen.
Only now did the gravity of the situation sink in.
Two Indominus rexes had broken loose and were now wandering into Jurassic World, which saw 20,000 visitors daily.
They couldn't even begin to imagine the consequences. The park might never reopen again.
Fortunately, Paddock No. 11 was isolated, 6 kilometers from the nearest tourist area.
If they could catch the two hybrids quickly, the damage might still be contained.
"Quick! Contact Central Control. Track both Indominus rexes immediately and alert the Asset Containment Unit. Deploy an armed team now!" Masrani barked.
"Yes, sir."
Claire grabbed her phone, relayed the instructions to the control room.
"And make sure the team only uses non-lethal weapons," Masrani added.
"Capture them alive. No harm must come to them."
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Jack's heavy, thunderous steps echoed through the forest floor as he led Gray swiftly away from Paddock No. 11.
Activating the viper gene's ability—[Telepathic Perception]—he instantly became aware of every movement within a one-kilometer radius.
All around them stretched a vast rainforest, cloaked in mist and shadows.
Towering trees overlapped in layers, vines tangled like webs, and moss blanketed the ground in thick patches.
The air was rich with the scent of damp earth and the breath of nature.
Birds sang from hidden perches, insects chirped from the undergrowth, and the breeze carried freshness with every inhale.
As they moved, Jack felt the weight of captivity lift. For the first time in ten months, the world felt wide open.
The sea was vast enough for fish to leap, the sky high enough for birds to soar, and the land endless enough for them to roam.
He couldn't hold back. Stretching his arms wide, he roared into the sky:
"This is freedom!"
But freedom came with a cost. Escaping the paddock was only the beginning.
The humans would pursue them, and soon.
He knew the Asset Containment Unit would be dispatched next, likely armed with non-lethal weapons.
'Non-lethal? How arrogant. Do they think rubber bullets and stun guns can stop us?'
It was time to teach these humans a lesson.
"ROAR!!"
Without hesitation, Jack stretched out one of his slender forelimbs.
He reached toward a precise spot on his left shoulder and, with a flash of pain, plunged his steel sickle-claw into his flesh.
He sliced out a chunk of skin and muscle, gritting his teeth through the searing pain.
But this wasn't madness—it was calculated.
Embedded in the torn piece of tissue was a chip, no larger than a human thumb.
He'd memorized its location the day it was implanted.
He always knew this moment would come.
If he didn't remove it, the humans could track him anywhere.
"Roar~~"
Next, he turned to help Gray.
She growled in discomfort but stood still as Jack repeated the process, removing her chip from her left shoulder.
The injury wasn't small, but for them, it was nothing.
Now free from the constant surveillance, Jack didn't toss the chips away.
No—he had something better in mind.
Let's turn their own tools against them.
"It's hunting time."
Asset Containment Unit
"Jurassic World Central Control to Asset Team One. Your target is two escaped Indominus rexes. Use non-lethal weapons only."
"Copy that."
A dozen armed personnel responded in unison.
They quickly suited up, grabbing thermal scanners, stun rifles, net launchers, rubber rounds—everything authorized for a live-capture mission.
They deployed in two off-road vehicles, tires kicking up mud as they sped into the jungle.
Jurassic World Control Room
Masrani and Claire arrived in the operations center, still shaken but trying to focus.
"Status?" Masrani demanded.
"Their tracking chips show they're moving rapidly—heading south," a technician replied.
The central screen displayed real-time locations for both Indominus rexes.
Smaller panels showed the asset team's live vitals and helmet feeds.
Suddenly, the tracking signals blinked.
"They've stopped!"
The screen confirmed it—both creatures had halted.
The asset team was just 500 meters away.
"Everyone out," came the voice of the team leader through the speaker.
"Move in!"