Foap was sitting in an office in which one light bulb was working, opposite him was a laptop, and on the table were scattered papers “Template for..” “Plot for..” and the like. And little kids were running around the office, smashing and bending everything, some were discussing something, some were beating someone, some were just sitting in the corner with a cup of cocoa and drinking it... Foap grabbed his head and screamed hysterically. -I'M FUCKED UP