XXX> What do you know about horror?
Preamble: I moved from a tight Khrushchev to one of the cottage villages we have. The house was furnished and the fence was decided to be laid in the spring. Nearby a village... literally a village with cows, farmhouses and other things.
The story itself happened last week. It dimmed. In short, in the evening, I was attracted by a very intense knock in the glass of one of the rooms on the first floor. I went down to see. And from the window a small head looks at me, big amygdala-like eyes... a bald creature. That evening I worked in a brick factory. Horra added a sharp white light that suddenly illuminated it. And the snow falling on that bald head. My whole life suddenly flew before my eyes. No, I wasn’t scared, I just felt the embrace of the polar fox, I was terrified until the last hair of the torch – a complete stinging. And then she appears. Grandma with a scream "Well, I went out of here!" - drives out of my window the straws! Strauss to Karl! Xenon light from a jeep. It turns out that their meat is dietary and now many grow them. In other words, we need to make films about aliens.