Crevass: (*Sits on the bare floor*) Sit down sir, no big difference between the mother and daughter. Mother was a mama monster and the child was a mini monster. This village you see here, once used to have a lots and lots of layers of beauty. Cloud that showers the village with her kindness, infinitely resource rich mountain, impenetrable leaves of tall tree that barely allow sunlight, green emerald plants, illness kicking herbal mixed river water and finally comes our village, sitting in the middle of all these layers. Brad: (*Streches and yawns*). Did I ask any of this s**t? I didn't even plan to stay here. Can't we meet the meet that old man now ? Crevass: That man usually don't stay in the village. He guards around the village against the tiger. Brad: Aren't you ashamed ? You gu

