Dark world, can not see the finger, a bit in the midnight cinema to see slightly suspense literary film feeling.

"Cut the skin. Cut the skin. Cut the skin."

A comely young man in the full darkness of the sun desperately running, behind him is a equipped with numerous blades of the plow, similar to the 70's and 80's walking tractor transformed from the plow machine, sharp blades form a phantom.

It was a piece of cake to smash the cracked mud with such force, and you can imagine what a boy would have been like if he had been chased.

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Surrounded by a faint fluorescent light, the tiller looked sacred, and countless red drops of blood spattered from it, chilling.

The boy is avoiding the terrible sharp weapon, aimless escape, but also from time to time to pay attention to the change of the plow, repeating this familiar scene, but always can not find a way out.

There was no other passageway, no light, and all he could see was endless darkness.

"Why are you chasing me? Who did I mess with?"

Dark world, can not see the finger, a bit in the midnight cinema to see slightly suspense literary film feeling.

"Cut the skin. Cut the skin. Cut the skin."

A comely young man in the full darkness of the sun desperately running, behind him is a equipped with numerous blades of the plow, similar to the 70's and 80's walking tractor transformed from the plow machine, sharp blades form a phantom.

It was a piece of cake to smash the cracked mud with such force, and you can imagine what a boy would have been like if he had been chased.

$$$$$$$$$$$

Surrounded by a faint fluorescent light, the tiller looked sacred, and countless red drops of blood spattered from it, chilling.

The boy is avoiding the terrible sharp weapon, aimless escape, but also from time to time to pay attention to the change of the plow, repeating this familiar scene, but always can not find a way out.

There was no other passageway, no light, and all he could see was endless darkness.

"Why are you chasing me? Who did I mess with?"