“Greetings, I"m Peter Whales. We are in what many people call Zero Zone, the worst plague in the history of human race...”
At that moment, Peter looked at the microphone in his right hand when an annoying buzz interrupted his professional soliloquy.
Tzzzz...Tzzzz...Tzzzz....
“Peter, Peter. We cut the shot.”
“What? Corinne, I haven"t had diarrhea for three days so you can come and give me some bullshit.”
“We cut the shot and that"s it. Give me ten minutes," Corinne replied.
Peter and Corinne were in the middle of nowhere, exactly in a jungle area of swampy soil lost from the God’s hand, translated into colloquial language: a shitty place. A green field full of spiked grass up to their ankles. The tips of those plants were put in an annoying way by all the parts of the body. Once upon
