“The T-Rexes look like giant chickens!” I yell into the receiver to Mike. “They are covered in feathers and some have different colors. They don’t communicate really, and they’ll bite if you get too close, but they aren’t near as vicious as we thought they were.”

I landed into this alternate dimension a week ago. My group hadn’t heard from me and thought I was dead. But today I was able to find the receiver and give Mike an update.

“Velociraptors are covered in fur! And the people here ride them like horses. They can jump super high. There are a lot of competitions here for them.”

I don’t give Mike much time to respond or ask questions. I don’t know when the reciver could end. And I want him to get as much information as possible just in case.

“Triceratops don’t have feathers or fur, but they have this scaly-shiny substance on the outside. And they can talk! They are super smart, but they don’t live like the humans do. Many of them stay in these barn-like structures and help humans with different Intelligence issues.”

Another deep breath goes in and out before I start again. “But the coolest breed of dinosaurs here is one I don’t even recognize. It walks and talks just like a human, but it’s skin is green. They have tails and round heads, and all of them wear whole outfits! They go to work just like humans do too.”

“That is wild!” Mike gets a word in briefly.

“I haven’t even told you about the rest that I’ve seen here. It’s an array of intelligences, personalities, and physical descriptions. It’s like each kind is a whole new species. We’ve had it all wrong!”

“Sounds like it’s time to come home and document everything.” Mike sounds relieved.

“Whoa there. Nah uh. I just got started. There’s this one dinosaur named Veeto that is gonna trade information with me: world for world. We are going to know everything.” I can’t keep the smile out of my voice.

“You can’t share our dimension with them!” Mike is scared.

He has every right to be. He has never been here or has seen what I have. Mike just can’t understand it yet, but he will.

“You’re breaking up Mike!” I end the call. I’m on my own now, but I don’t feel alone. Excitement courses through me.

All my life, I have studied dinosaurs. And never in a million years did I think I would be able to live alongside dinosaurs. We got everything wrong. And I’m going to be the one to set it all right.