They have nowhere to go, their footprints are glowing with radioactive green material with everymovement they make.
They have nowhere to go, their footprints are glowing with radioactive green material with everymovement they make.
I understand what you are saying but you need to understand they are not dead. We have not won yet.
I have vivid memories of shelling ear corn in the corn crib. The rats and mice did not die. They moved.