Sipa
:
-It was a fool! And guts unwound out of curiosity.
Zhilin
:
- We'll die here... we have to go to the camp.
Sipa
:
- We'll die peacefully here... but in the camp they'll kill us and devour us. I know...
Sipa
:
-There is no autumn here. Yakut said that after summer, immediately winter. And in winter it's night all the time, .. and frost is 50 degrees...