Therefore, a drunken person who is not blind to a person should not be able to prevent the passage of a bullet, but if he grabs his head and pulls it, he can dive like a deep animal and die. Aria didn't believe she was one of the monsters, but when she saw what monster possessed her, she realized something.
Although their appearance and skin color are different, their behavior is probably the same as the deep sea people who live in Innsmouth.
Deep-thinking divers are more difficult beings to municate with than normal humans because they don't care about the reality of magic, and the god they believe in isn't a god of wonder like Cthulhu or Gata. Sorry, but why can't I remember?
Aria was a little lost in her thoughts. Because no matter what I thought, I found a place in my memory, remembered, and understood it, like a part cut off by someone. But why can't I remember? It seems that there is a spirit in his heart that prevents him from delving deeply into this area. This spirit host seems to have a close connection with the demons that Deep Divers believe in.
A question arose, and I was hit in the head, as if my brain had been pierced by an iron needle, and the pain went through my skull and directly into my head, and my left hand disappeared for a moment, and the gun fell and fell to the ground. There was a great motion.
Half the time he forgot the memories he couldn't make in this spirit.
The place was cold, and the drunk saw this opportunity and, with the help of the darkness, following the truth he had heard, went to the place where the gun fell and brought it to Ellie. .
I think now I can speak calmly and rationally.
customer. The drunkard, waking from his terror, spoke more confidently than before.
When he regained his posure, he pointed a knife and a gun at them to scare them, but for some reason the drunkard suddenly realized and was especially wary of the boy with the gun.
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