you notice that the heavy iron gate that leads to the back garden is standing slightly ajar. you carefully slip through the space and find yourself in what appears to be a jungle. huge trees stretch upwards and giant flowers are scattered here and there. you note further in, looking around in wonder. suddenly, you here the snap of a twig in the bushes. you turn to face the noise, suddenly nervous. what if the mansions owner has a guard dog? the bush rustles violently and suddenly your face to snout with the cruel laws of a velociraptor. you scream. the dinosaur walks steadily towards you, claws turned upwards. suddenly, the air is ripped by a loud shot. the raptor staggers and falls to the ground, a east sticking out of its neck. you turn to behold an old but beefy man, a tranquilizes gun in his hands. 'so,' he says. 'it seems you have found my little experiment.' you stare at him in shock. 'you mean that dinosaur is your experiment?' 'yes,' if replies. 'her and all my other pets.' maybe you would like to see how i make them?'