*Heard loud snoring in the dark* Sweet, he still live *More faster to the big shape in the dark* (Thinking-God, he may stink like hell but he can help my ass out from those light) *Turn to the coming light that hadn't got near the 'friend yet', Let out a low voice that low eonugh that the 'friend' is not being woke up* If I were you, I would stop since I wouldn't want to wae up my good friend here that I standing on and, he might be cranky as he've been sleeping for last 200 years. I should know since I'm the one who put him to sleep. And now, I ask you, what all of you doing here?