Janie, you wouldn’t believe what I’ve been through since I crawled out of that nice, safe cave. Feel pretty dumb for giving up a perfectly good hidey-hole over a few bugs. I traded cool peace and quiet for a steaming forest full of freaks. I’m talking actual, real life dinosaurs, stomping and flapping around as if they didn’t all die out a zillion years ago. Did the Nazis fire some kind of time ray at us? Cause if I’m lost in the past, I got no idea how to find my way home to you. Climbing up that mountain didn’t help me figure anything out either. Dinos from here to the sea, with no sign of civilization other than some shiny floaty towers that don’t look all that prehistorical. I don’t wanna think about those things too hard. Least I had this camera along so I could show you what I’ve been running from. Sure I’m hungry, but I wasn’t about to go anywhere near those giant nests, eggs or no. Still, something riled up those big bat-birds enough to chase me back down the mountain and into the woods. Barely survived getting dive-bombed long enough to get bushwhacked by some goons in armor, riding on rats big as horses. They say they’re taking me to some kind of prison camp upriver. Can’t say I like the sound of that.
If it ain’t one thing, it’s another -- BOB