I sit at a meeting, read about the Ancients, the Elders, the Kthulhu, I do not touch anyone, I listen to my colleagues in my ears. And then there is a heartbreaking scream, turning into a scream, full of bullying and pain.
God did not give his soul.
It turned out - connected by link a colleague who is sitting at home with the child, and it was he who issued such a scream into the microphone of my mother's laptop.

Good morning Bl.