Raptor Attack and Rooftop Escape

7/7/2017 2:25am Kyle\'s in Santa Monica- started off on a bus tour of la and the driver went into a new book he was working on or just read. It was from perspective of a guy(me) and his friend(ging) at their house or some house. The book started as an educational piece on LA but then moved east to ny, LI out east. Me and ging were BBQing late at night and the next day we had to be out of there. We were making left over steaks. Scraps. Head dog like noises from the bushes and then some dogs scurrying around. Tried throwing the frisbee around for a bit but was too dark. Then heard new noise. Raptor. Then ging goes, there it is! And it was running straight for us. We tried to get inside as quick as we could and shy the door but it was right on us and slashed right thru the screen door and slashed my hand pretty much in half. Started running up stairs and the patrons of the house or something(forgot who or why) wanted to kill is too. They were 3 girls(like 14years old) and one fat mom(like risa copo). Now we\'re on the roof and I tell ging to go first and run. I have a knife and I tell him to go ahead and I\'ll stay behind and stop these guys. I\'m pretty sure I\'m gonna die and my hand is already bleeding out so gotta do what I can to save him too. First the raptor Comes out and I stab it\'s eye as it turns out the window and onto the roof. I manage to stab it again and push it off the roof. Then I keep going further onto the roof for higher ground. I\'m now on this one small roof platform and all the girls comes out. They somehow all get onto the platform and are sitting next to me, surrounding me. I still have y mall knife. The house starts sort of crumbling and loosing the platform from the house. The girls smirk like they got me and I start stabbing all their stomachs and spilling their guts like a raptor would. They don\'t seem to mind much, but now they\'re going down with me. The platform sort of slow motion falls into a NYC/San Fran street and a phrase that the fat woman said earlier in the story comes back as the book/my dream/movie sort of fades to black. Something like \"and that\'s the way she crumbles\" or something(pissed I forgot exact phrase because I had it when I woke up). A coffee mug tumbles and breaks as it hits the ground, then us, dead. Woke up.