Smell and smell. Cleanliness and cleanliness. Hope and despair. In this way, the world is ravaged, so much so that it decays like an old tree. Are you doing the right thing right now, or are you going to end up in a pathetic, meaningless way? I stepped on the idea that searching the inviolable zone would give me an opportunity, but even if I stopped at the bus stop and the passengers got in, it wouldn't be a problem.

Soldiers scrutinize the chair earlier, move it back to its original position, and are surprised if it doesn't move again. They are rotten and feel like they are saved. The chair began to recover gradually. When I noticed the blood hanging from the ceiling, it disappeared, and Daily stung her head there.