Then you have to have the patience to listen to the long, messy dialogue, and have to adapt to the wobbly realistic shots.
To be honest, I felt a little sleepy during this period, but at the end, the men and women ran down the crumbling stairs in fear, the shimmer of the flashlight swayed, panting, screaming... Fear suddenly grabbed me. Throat - reminds me of when I was a child, on the huge summer night, we walked and ducked in the gloomy corridors, playing the seemingly unnecessary haunted game: the dark stairwell, we moved our steps cautiously, and shouted again. He rushed downstairs—it seemed that behind the back, the witch who was hiding in the dark ink was grinning and holding out her dry fingers.
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