Three Hundred and Thirty Nine. Hole Off

The stars turned into dim brilliance and went out, the world burned and crumbled, and the sky became a broken canvas, and the winged monsters happily began to smear the smelly and dirty blood on it.

The bell rang, and the crazy noises broke out one after another, and the roars and shouts became a never-ending storm, playing in Konrad Koz's ears.

He opened his eyes and sat up from the soft bed, the muscles on his cheeks twitching nervously.

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