[ WP ] A prehistoric monster pursues its goal in anyway possible to receive three dollars and fifty cents to pay for its greatest desire .

It was about seven or eight years ago. 
 
 It was my duty. I needed this. How else will I pay for my daughter's college tuition? Three dollars and fifty cents left... I do n't have a job, I do n't have much in the bank, I have no living family or friends, and my wife left me many a year ago. I needed to get up the mountain. Her life depended on it. 
 
 It was a hard, hard ordeal. There were wolves, there were hunters, there were bears, even. But I kept going, it was for my only child. I kept climbing through the bloody thing... Time could be running out... 
 
 I got over the mountain, it was midnight. I saw a lake and was dehydrated. I guess I'd take a swim, so I got in. I saw an elderly couple in a boat. I do n't know why I'd ask them, but I knew I needed to... 
 
 `` What do you want from us, monster!?'' 
 
 I bent down and I said, `` I-I need about tree fiddy.''
