,, look at the orange tree with the wind in front of the sound of a bit of sarcasm. It's easy to listen to every sound in the dark. A little laughter makes the, feel cold. From Here, but like the lines in the body are crucified, the symptoms of "stiff legs" from the fear that forming quickly, while the, look around, figure out a way to survive, a small, clear voice coming from the back, murmur along the wind "behind...." ram The, the hand is tight, call consciousness and decide to turn to the back slowly.....