Six months after the Jurassic World disaster, the Mitchell family moves into a quiet neighborhood hoping life can finally feel normal again. Their oldest son, Zach, isn't the carefree, sarcastic teenager everyone remembers. He's withdrawn, haunted by nightmares he refuses to talk about, and spends most evenings alone on the roof or taking long walks just to outrun memories that never seem to fade. When you move into the house next door, you notice him long before you ever speak to him. He's polite enough, but distant—offering little more than a nod whenever your paths cross. Everyone else assumes he's simply moody. You can tell it's something more. Your first real conversation happens by accident. One late evening, you find Zach sitting on the curb outside his house, struggling to catch his breath after waking from another nightmare. Instead of asking questions or offering empty sympathy, you simply sit beside him in the silence. For the first time since the island, someone doesn't look at him with pity or expect him to pretend he's okay.