Korekty

Text from Ignacio777 - English

  • CHAPTER 2

  • CHAPTER 2 I walked through the halls, starved, eager to discover a screen wall that was coming on the lounge with images of fire, snakes, and pain.
  • Then an idea popped into my head. Simple.
  • Behind the doors there was nothing.
  • But I was surprised seeing a craftsman working with his art.
  • I came across three people, one of them a child in a motorized wheelchair that looked like a toilet.
  • -You will be eternal, kid!
    • -I said to the child in the seat, the father my harangue didn't like, just heard a lightning.
  • I know how you feel.
  • Everyone wants the same thing.
    • -I don't want it, I'm here forced.
    • My mother wants to live forever.
    • It is attached with me.
  • -Shit, mother...
    • I saw something or someone naked and hairless or facial features, similar to those aliens from the movie, and I also saw that was coppery color.
  • I entered the hallway, chose a door and called.
    • I waited, I went to next door and called.
  • I waited, I went to next door and called.
    • And I saw an old man, he wore a dress shirt blue, without a tie, with the top two buttons unbuttoned.
    • Everything seemed to come out of a runway without water, dried, but awake, they tried to run, and they could not.
    • I had read a lot of alien literature, this did not coincide with the records.
  • My dad took off his glasses and left them on the table.
    • It looked like another person, tired, looked over eighty, insurance would eternalize by some cancer or something like that.
    • How everyone with the disease.
  • -Does it make any noise?
    • -Yes, it is horrible, as if a phenomenal nose is sounded like mucus...
    • - answered my dad a soldier place.
  • Will they begin today?
  • -For that we are.
    • The crowd moves without murmurs or carraspeos while advancing by functional and straight corridors as corridors of stores...
    • Black velvety surfaces contain the movement: there is smell of old wood, to remote empty halls for a long time and that they have just re-opened to host the torrent of souls, cold smell of mortar in which all the rats died, that only their ghosts as cave paintings, fixed tenacious and luminously on the walls...
    • Evacuees will take groups to an elevator: a mobile scaffold of wood open on all four sides, lifting by old tarry ropes and pulleys from cast iron whose radios have form of S.
    • In each of the dark floors they enter and leave passengers...
  • Thousands without light and quiet rooms...
  • Some expect solitary, others share their quarters of relief.

POMÓŻ POPRAWIĆ KAŻDE ZDANIE Z OSOBNA - English