Shrill cries that tore at the eardrums and mercilessly beat upon my ears.
From the second column on the left to the fifteenth column to the right, eyes shined at me.
Eighty-nine index fingers and eighty-six throats pouring grief, fear, hate, revilement on me.
Questions shaped from various emotions smothered my breath slowly.
>>536138631
Ok, thanks anon.
