[John can do nothing but just stare at the screen. Wow that's...]

[That's something.]

[Suddenly he's even more glad than he was before that the only fossilmon to find its way inside his hotel room was a nice one.]

Uh... okay, well I am going to go ahead and ask the obvious because I am not sure what else to really say to this. So, here goes: Dude, are you okay?

No, you are obviously not because you had an Aerodactyl decide that your head would be a great chew toy. So better question: you are still alive after that, right?