One day I found something strange at the bus station, I mean it's New York so you can see some weird stuff on the daily, but this was way over the top. I see a found poster that had a picture of a velociraptor on it, poster defined the dinosaur in great detail, the height was one bullet, five foot tall, said to be "very bitey" without much hesitation I grabbed the poster off of the wall and stuffed it into my bag. I proceeded with my day as I usually did, and after I got home that night I pulled the paper from my bag and my phone shortly after, I started to call the number that resided on the bottom of the paper. After the phone rang for a couple of times a male voice picked up, "Are you calling about the dangerous dino?" he nearly screamed into the phone, as a roared caused static in the speaker. I spoke to the man for a short while until he gave me his address and told me to come get it even if was not mine. That afternoon I made my way to the man's house where I was quickly greeted by the man with a chain, uncooked steak, a roll of duct tape and a rope, "Catch it and it's yours." he then ran past me and started muttering unknown words. Without hesitation I ran through the house into the back yard where the beast was sleeping, I gracefully placed the meat down and walked my way over toward the dino, chain and rope ready. As I made my way to the beast he started to shift in his sleep just to my advantage so I could snap the chain around his neck and wrap his feet with the rope just far enough apart that he could shuffle his feet to walk. I made my way through alleys with the dino following close behind me as I carried the steak he so badly wanted, but could not get since I had taped his mouth shut. I woke up and glanced over to the clock beside my hospital bed and said something I never thought I would, "Why do I have to live in New York?" With that I rolled back over as the preacher started to read scriptures to me yet again, ignoring my question.