You know what's the best thing about books?
They let you travel without moving your feet, it can be either in Moscow, or in the middle of a desert, a story breached so wide, it can be turned into a living nightmare.
"Shut up, you freak! Shut up!" echoed Joshua (Not to me) throwing jars of acid towards his target while my dear dad hides like a good thief after provoking him.
"That's right, you're a coward, you're no monster!" yelled my dad, maybe it was a bit too much as undead Joshua leaps off into the halls by himself, climbing and swinging across the hall like a crazed monkey born to a spider.
"You should die! you all should, die! you should.." yelled the undead Joshua while my dad, who managed leap into the other side while monster chases after him, does he have a plan?
Maybe,
