Welcome to jceen.org jceen.org was created: October 21 2012 00:28:53. Today Tuesday 21 May 2013 18:26:16 He wants to see you. Flegg. -- It?. -- Yes. The garbage tank did not remember itself for pleasure. -- Where it? I will give for it the life, about yes... -- The top floor, - has told lloyd. - It has appeared just after that, as we have burnt a corpse of drogana. From coast. It has simply appeared here, when we with uitni have returned. Anybody never saw, how it comes or leaves, but all always know, when it leaves again. Or comes back. Have gone. In four minutes the lift has stopped on last floor, and the garbage tank with a light face and shining eyes left on a platform. Lloyd remained in the lift. The garbage tank has turned to it. -- And you?. Lloyd has tried to smile, but it at it is not too good it has turned out. -- No, he wants to see you one. Happily, garbage. And before he has had time to tell still something, lift doors were closed, and lloyd has left downwards. The garbage tank has turned back. It was in a spacious, magnificently trimmed hall. In a hall was two doors... And one of them, in the distant end, slowly opened. There it was dark. But the garbage tank distinguished in a doorway silhouette. And eyes. Red eyes. The garbage tank has gone to a silhouette. As it came nearer, air all became more cool and more cool. On its suntanned hands ran murashki. Somewhere it is deep in it has turned over and the corpse has cried in a tomb donald mervina elberta. Then again it became silent. -- The garbage tank, - has told a low, captivating voice. - As i am glad, that you have come. As i am glad. © ISP