The raptors don't care if there's an increase of chaos. They destroy you, your machine, and eat everything in sight. Sure, the world is much more chaotic, but hey... raptors are in charge... they don't care.
I build a completely and utterly raptor-proof, T-Rex proof, EVERYTHING-proof box-room. It has no windows, and a door that is impossible for anything bigger than me to get through [this includes raptors, baby and large]. I have my own lifetime supply of air, food, water, and anything else i could need. The room is fortified by automated turrets, big big tanks, anti-raptor/t-rex mines, booby traps, and poisonous gas.
I will survive! I will survive! Yay-hay!
Teacher: "Right, you are no longer allowed to let sock puppets take responsibility for any of your actions."
Damn. There goes my education.