With little room to maneuver on this issue, they moved ahead into the depths of the corridors. Were it not for their flashlights, absolute darkness would prevail. The uncertainty of what to see in a moment, aroused in them nervous. Climate dopełniało yet that anyone, even the slightest step has been heard. A deathly silence fell short of its intensity only darkness was almost unbearable. Gradually reached the point at which self-dent pulse of the drums, but quietly began to sing Samuel. Under normal circumstances, would have been lynched by Mikel, but this time he was almost grateful. Although it sounds as kaleczył unimaginable.
-Mikel, you feel it? - It suddenly stopped pulling hand przygarbiając slightly and pulling the air nose short, strong bursts.
-stinks. And what? - He shrugged his shoulders. Nothing new, he had to almost get used to channel the aroma - While ... It smells different than at the hatch. There pounded mustiness, here something ...
-... others. Yes, you're right. You go ahead, champ.
-...- But at this point Stalk wandered through the hands of Samuel Mikelowego backpack to the owner, and his body was artificially set in motion. Cursing softly, and with a metal rod in their hands reached out for the corner. He knew that whatever stunk, if had eyes or ears: had to know that the closer a few minutes earlier - maybe you just get out of here? - Hissed, turning his head slightly to the side so that Sam could hear
-Such a great and PIPKA. On the road - had longer escape from the hands of a friend Stalk
Mikelowi, urażonemu in depth, courage and returned residual disappeared last bastion of sanity. Slightly przykulony passed the corner and lit a small extension of channels with stale content. Sam noted that until he shuddered and hid inside. Mikel did not run away, so it was safe. Therefore, walked past him and looked at it, as his friend. Around the middle of the room, the light beam of a flashlight, lay a human skeleton.
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