YYY: Yesterday we decided to go to horror.
XXX: And I even had to participate in them...
YYY :?? to
XXX: I’m back home at midnight. Mys are already asleep so I quietly steal into the kitchen well and turn on the habit of the zombie box.
Generally speaking, I eat dinner, with one eye I look at the screen, with another I sleep at all... And in the box is just what a dreamy classic.
A small but desperate group robs the house with ghosts. Stealing means stealing.
Suddenly, there is a slight thump in their back... I hear clearly that someone is running through behind their back. I look around, no one.
The heroes, meanwhile, continue to crawl, some shadows flash in the openings... At the end of my eyes, I notice a shiny shadow shimmering in the kitchen door.
No one again. Nerves are not helpless. On the screen they have already reached the cemetery, going between the graves. Suddenly, the bone hand and chop for the nearest leg rise.
At this very moment, under the table, two sets of sharp nails catch me by the foot and fall under the table! X – X
xxx: From the screen - AAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!! to
YYY: O_0
XXX: Investigation found: the sister quietly pulled two small cats...
Those were first frightened and rattled around the corners, then gradually dared, and when they heard the sausage in general decided.
to move on the knees, scratching there on the legs on both sides...
xxx: ("-") I will turn my house into a fortress... from brick... it will surely be enough for a whole fortress... >_<
Don't open the closet :D