Summary
➡ Bidel is in a tough spot, feeling guilty for not speaking up and also for speaking too much. He’s reminded of his strength and responsibility by a friend, Makita, who encourages him to keep fighting. Bidel shares a mysterious story about an old man with a book and a sword who could stop bullets, and how he ended up with the book. However, it turns out Makita is a shapeshifter working with others, and they have been tracking Bidel and the book.
➡ Miles Bedel is chased by drones and agents who want a mysterious book he carries. He’s cornered in a building, but fights back and is helped by an old man named Malachi. Malachi uses a sword to defeat the agents and then uses an enchantment from the book to create a protective energy sphere around them. The agents and drones can’t break through the sphere, leaving Bedel and Malachi safe for the moment.
➡ McCoy finds himself in a strange, beautiful world after a sudden flash of light. He meets Malachi, a mystical being who gives him a book containing the secrets of the universe. Malachi explains that they are at war with the draconians who want the book to control the universe. McCoy is tasked with protecting the book and helping to win the war.
Transcript
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The Tome of the Macaria Planet X Audio Graphics Audiographic audio Graphics Audiography for a time, we lived in harmony, but others strived to take that away from us. Now the time is here for us to come back together again. The glass is almost empty story the Tome of macabre first issue issue time check 10:14 a. m. On Wednesday morning, as Videl sits in his bedroom next to his computer, preparing to go live once again with another interesting topic for his online listeners, he began highlighting the importance and sense of purpose of being one of the chosen ones.
Yo, it’s your boy Badel. Today I’m going to be breaking down the dynamic principles of what it means to be a chosen one. To be chosen, you have to deviate from the three dimensional frequencies. Everything is based on a psychological aggregore, meaning that it creates behavior modification until it puts you into an alignment to a dark psychology’s external stimulus, which is to learn the behavioral patterns in the brain.
Right? Okay, listen, let me be straight with you. Many people don’t realize that when you are considered to be a chosen factor, a lot of things you want in this life, whether it be a relationship with a certain person, a job you really want, friends or anything that’s basically connected to external gratification, it never works out for you because you are divinely protected. A lot of times the universe will vehemently protect you from people, places, and possessions that will take you away from your divine path.
That rejection was merely a redirection to course correction to your purposeful journey. Be thankful that that relationship didn’t work out. Be thankful that you fell out with friends. Be thankful that your family doesn’t communicate with you that way that they used to because of your what was that? Bidel slightly jumps as his heart begins racing. There’s somebody here, he whispers to himself. Nobody knows this place. He quickly turns around and noticed that his bedroom door is wide open.
He turns off the computer and slowly rises up to his feet when suddenly he hears a knock at the door from downstairs. He has an uneasy feeling from his gut. He rushes over, grabbing his book bag that was hanging against the wall near the closet door, then quickly stashes some of his important things to take with him along with his laptop that was sitting on top of his desk.
As a result of the luciferian conspiracy and the many other discussions based upon his teachings, del knew not to take any chances. Just before he was able to get his backpack properly attached, he hears FBI open up with about 15 armed officers and ready for some action. The law enforcement’s agents crashed in rampage in search of any prospect. They scattered throughout the house in the downstairs area. They’re making their way up.
I got to get the hell out of here. While kneeling, Bidel decided to peek from out of his bedroom door. Then he heard a slight muffled conversation at the door. He knew trouble was about to follow. Looking from his room down to the bottom of the stairs, he noticed movements throughout the house with shadows following. One agent froze in his actions, collecting his flying eyes. He then looks upstairs while pointing at another officer to follow Videl.
Then quickly but with ease, closed the door and hopes that no one can hear him as he runs over to the window, using it as a route to escape. Videl planned for this for a while, but never knew that this day would be the day. There was a wire wrapped around a wooden pole attached to the outer skirts of the window frame. This was his way out. Here goes everything.
Minutes after within Bidel’s bedroom hey Jane, right? Wow, what a mess we have here. Let me introduce myself. He reaches to her, extending his hand for her to shake. Mike McCoy. She returned his grip with an equal strength as they locked eyes. Yeah, I know who you are. What are you doing here? I understand we have an infestation, and we need to get rid of it quickly. I see you didn’t get the memo from Hira.
I’ll be taking over now. I’m afraid it’s been done. No way. I know. They did not do this to me. Agent McCarthy was indifference to Jane’s expected unprofessionalism. His many years of experience within the field prepared him for her response to his presence. She’d been in a pit before. Well, then how do you want to do this? Thank you, agent Jane, go with Scott. He will fill you in on all of the details.
Jane, please come with me. I’ll get you up to date. This place is pretty widespread. Let’s move with purpose. Guys, check in the other room. Each bedroom was unoccupied as the troops moved throughout. McCoy turned and started walking back towards the door where Jane was escorted from out of by looking. If he judged her from her appearance in her personal bias, he would have guessed that she was more than a sophisticated model.
McCoy sniffed, then rubbed his nose, squinched his eyes while looking over at Bidel’s computer. He walks over and slowly looks around to his right, then to his left. Placing one hand on top of Bidel’s gang chair, he notices a mosquito flying by and quickly lifts his hand like a reptile to his prey and snatches it from out of the air, holding it between his index finger and thumb.
The blood from the dead mosquito is more than enough evidence to solidify Bidel as their primed suspect. Barry, make sure we get this place combed. We’re in. Scanning. It was him. Vdell, 10 114. Disabling societal protocols pursuing file data. It’s done. Good. Mask on before anyone notices, and let’s quickly move out. He said mask, but what he meant was a human cloak. Anteon for easy breathing. Let’s get what we need and get out of here.
Elsewhere. Makita. Are you home? Yeah. Just got home from school. What’s good? They found me. Who found you? CIA? The FBI. Are you serious? I don’t know. One of them. I had to get the hell out of there. Are you serious? B. Wow. That’s crazy. Where are you now? I’m in an uber right now. I know I’m going to regret this, but how far are you from my place? Hey, I’m not coming over.
I’m not going to bring you into this. I don’t know if you noticed it or not, but you brought me into this the moment you called me. And keep this in mind. We’ve been friends since the 9th grade. Do you really think I’m going to let my best friend take a hit like this? I got your back. Always have, always will. You didn’t have to make it more complicated than what it is by saying that.
But all right, I get it. I’m not too far from your spot. I’m ditching this line. I think you should do the same. Okay. Leave the back door unlocked. I’ll be there in five. Okay, I’ll do that. They immediately cut the call and Bidel threw his phone out of the back window of the car to avoid being tracked down. Meanwhile, a kettle of tea is removed from the stove as an herbal blend is poured into a mug and placed upon the table.
Bidel and Makita continues their conversation. I can’t even stand hearing this and you know it. What are you gonna do? I think you’re making a big mistake. Bidel. Are you kidding me? I can recall a time that you hated the idea of me informing people about the truth. Makita leans back in her molded executive chair, stretched, resting her feet upon the table. The truth? Really? It wasn’t so much about the truth that I was hating on.
So you claim it was your presentation. I never wanted you to get on that damn social media pushing your agenda. I don’t need to hear this right now. Hey, this is ridiculous. Do you really think I want to die for this? Only because I’ve gone beyond the permitted zones, pushed the envelope, lifted the veil? Standing with his tea in his hand, Bidel paced around the room, trying to keep everything in check.
However, he’s overcome with anxiety. I’m screwed no matter how I look at it. If I keep quiet and don’t say anything, my soul will cry out. I’ll feel totally responsible for not saying a damn thing. And on the other hand, this is what I get for opening my big mouth. I don’t know. I just need help figuring this out. I don’t want to talk no more. Either you going to help me or not.
I can’t do this alone and you know it. I don’t know. You’re talking nonsense, b, and you know it. I told you I will always have your back. And I know you’re shook up at the moment. I get it. But where’s the Bdel I remember? She doesn’t talk like this. She never did. The Bdel I know is a go getter. He makes things happen and he takes responsibility for his actions.
You’ve done a lot of good for people. You have an army now. You just need to focus. And I’m not taking anything less than b Dale. So get it together. They need you. I need you. And besides, it’s not like you didn’t know this was gonna happen, because you did. Bidel turned around back at Makita with a smirk on his face, nodding his head. You’re right. I guess I didn’t want to believe that.
That it would come to this so soon. Realizing that I was so close to death really had me for a second. Yeah, I know. You were scared. Just tell me one thing. That you will not quit fighting. You just have to keep moving. Tens of thousands of people are relying on you. They need you. Sorry about this. All of this. Here, take this. He pulls out a phone for her to keep, then slides it over to her.
I can’t stay here too long. Keep in touch. Oh. Okay. I know you told me not to bring this up again, but what about the book? Now is not the time. We have to make the time. Anything can happen. And besides, you trust me, right? You know I do. Okay then trust me. Give me the full story. I want to know everything. Like I told you before, in some majestic way he comes to me.
I can be anywhere. He knows how to find me. Bidel walks back towards the desk, removing Makita’s feet from off of the table, and he places his empty mug on the tabletop. I’m not going to say it again, so listen up. It was about two years back. You remember Mika? Yeah, I remembered her. I told you to stay away from her after we called it quits. Or should I say when I called it quits? I found myself sitting at a bar collecting my thoughts.
I was definitely confused, but yet maintainable. Bedel continued the story, this time in details. He was sitting in a bar, pondering over his relationship matters. The bartender slowly pours him a drink. When I raised my glass, I overheard a conversation concerning a book. I looked over and noticed a bald headed old man with his hands resting underneath the table. You know why we’re here. Don’t make this any harder than what it is, York.
The old man stood up and what was noticeable was that he was dressed in a long off white jacket with a book in his hand. He stood up casually, then others from afar stood up as well. I felt that something was about to go down and felt the need to take cover immediately. I was sent to get that book and we are not leaving until it is in our possession.
And maybe, just maybe, we can get you to join us. You look like that, but you can never be them. The agent can see the old man as he grins. Yeah, I told Jane I wasn’t crazy about the ods myself. And so here we are. You know me. I’m all about the risk. The old man stepped back slowly and cautiously. Tell me, do you still play by your weird little rules? And did this planet finally vex your soul to the point where you’re just another psycho in a mask like we are? I will never be like you.
The old man cut his eyes in Bedel’s direction. I was terrified, not knowing what was coming next. In one swift move, the old man pulled out his sword from under his long jacket. The ages began firing. Ba ba ba. He held his sword, queening in a way that protected his face and his body. As ten shots were released, the bullet stood motionless in midair from the ricochet, then dropped to the ground.
One after another. I glanced back and found no sign of the old man. Makita. I tell you, I felt like I was caught between two worlds. And ever since then, my life has never been the same. I can recall you saying something about a car or. Yeah. After hide behind the bar, I felt my only chance in getting out of there, away from those agents, was to make my way to the back door.
I took no chances getting out of that place. I jumped in my car and was gone. Ever since, I never looked back. It was when I got home I realized that my backpack that I had lying underneath my jacket in the back seat have more weight than before. That’s when you realize you had the book, right? Yes. Now, that was crazy. I’m still trying to figure out how he did it.
Really? You’re really going to try to figure out how this old man, who was able to ricochet bullets from his sword, suspend bullets in midair, disappear right in front of your eyes, and to top it off, break into your car, leaving a book in your bag without a trace of evidence, and you’re trying to figure it all out. Either you’re crazy, which I know you’re not, or what you’ve been teaching holds a lot of weight.
Yep. A lot of weight. And as far as crazy goes, maybe I am. Normal people work a nine to five. Normal people take out high interest loans they can’t afford. Normal people buy cookie cutter cars and live in cookie cutter houses so they can enslave themselves to the perceptions of people they don’t like. So, yeah, maybe I’m crazy. Maybe I’m over the top with all this crazy. People take chances.
And the chances are I think he may be an anaki or something. I’m not going to deny it. Definitely got me thinking even more. And I believe he wants to tell me something. But I just can’t seem to galvanize the information properly. But I’m not going to stop until I find out exactly why I’m being summoned. Makita. It’s not over. I’ll find out why. Where’s the book now? Right here in my bag.
Good. Let’s get you out of here. I have an Airbnb account. Let me get you a place. Then we. No. No worries. Like you said, I have an army out there. I’ll reach out. They will be coming. You do know this. I’m here. So if you need me to hold down the book, I got you. Bidel looked at Makita, perplexed. Bidel walked over to the door from which he came.
His stomach tingled. He had a glassy feeling that pulled at him. Something told him to flee, but he didn’t want to leave his friend. Bidel then forced himself out the door. I don’t feel good about this. Go. Get your ass out of here. Go. We’ll keep in touch. Bidel ran out to the streets and made his way towards the next destination. Makita looked on until she was unable to see him in sight.
She closed the door, then turned her back, resting it against the midlining of the door. She quickly reaches into her pocket and takes out the phone she was given and places it on a corner top beside her. You can come out now. The door in the four corner of the room slowly opens. Footsteps crept closer towards Makita as she stands patiently. He’s given me the full rundown. He’s been visited as well.
And he has the book. Everything is on schedule. Tell them that we found 1014 and book. Makita stared at the agent with a dead look in her eyes. After giving the message, she walked closer to the window. What are we going to do with the girl? Get rid of her. She has nothing to live for. The makita you thought was was not, no doubt, but a shapeshifter. The real makita has been abducted by agents and replaced by a lizard like creature.
The other agent unfolds his arms as he walk closer. Reptilian Conrad, now fully transformed. She spreads her weblike hands in front of her face, extending her claws. Does it hurt? The change? It tends to, doesn’t it? But we still do it all the time. We have a lock on him as we speak. He won’t get too far elsewhere. Time check 08:34 p. m. For Miles Bedel took it easy, pacing himself and not cutting too many corners.
But then he knew he had to hurry to get to his destination. He felt things can turn for the worse if he didn’t get there fast. He started running again. This time it was different. He was in a zone now. Every lighthole, every tree, every sign was in his complete detail as he chose exactly where to place his feet. He jumped over bushes, using branches as shortcuts and cleared an open path to the city.
Two drones flew above, trailing behind, tracking his every move. One of the drones was visible. Bidel was able to see both and kept running. I know this thing’s not following me, he thought to himself. It was more than 100ft above 70ft 40ft. Then it began firing shots. He moved across the street, ducking in and out of track as cars slammed on brakes and swerving from the crossfire up to the throne.
The shot forced him towards an abandoned door, but the door was locked. Come on. Open. In frustration, he kicked the door. Videl did not take any chance in looking back. He ran up a flight of stairs, knocking over anything and everything that got in his way. He started to hear music. When he reached the third floor, he turned to the right. The music was coming from two rooms down on the left side.
As he got closer, he can hear the music getting louder and louder from inside. It sounded like a party. I gotta get out of here. He was about to turn back around, but just then, when he was about to make that turn, he heard a distinct click of a shell being chambered. Son of a. They purposely drove Bidel into this direction, knowing that he would be set up, using the music to cover their actions.
He turns towards the agents and started to count how many he would have to fight off. Realizing he was outnumbered and outgunned, Bedel didn’t care at all. At this point. He was tired of running and besides, he has grown accustomed to knowing that the ods are stacked against him. With his hands slightly raised, Bedel moved the gun from out of his face, twisting to his left and pushing with much force.
The agent fell backwards, smashing the door wide open, crashing, creating an exit for Bidel to escape. A moment later, all hell broke loose as the gun inside the old abandoned apartment riddled the walls with their bullets before drones came rushing in. Fresh shots rang out and bullet holes tore up the walls. Once again, Badell ran to the end of the hall, then turned and ran into another doorway.
He just knew that if he didn’t find a window or something, it would be the end. Running and dodging as he kept his head covered, glass from the windows and old picture frames were shattered everywhere. Then suddenly Videl went down as he collapsed from an explosion. As one of the missing bullets targeted and fired upon a gas pipe from out of the room he just exited from Videl, eyes rolled back into his head.
Particles from the wooden debris and ashes were everywhere, covering him, making it difficult for him to move. Gotta get up. Get up. When looking back, Videl noticed most of the agents’bodies were burned and were stuck to the walls from the blast. He pushed himself off to the floor, looking for a target of opportunity, but there was none. These guys meant business and they wasn’t going to let him go so easy.
From out of the flame and fire, the agents realized Bidel had nowhere to run. He’s pinned against the wall. He turned towards the agents with his fearing eyes. Look, if I did something illegal, just arrest me. What the hell are you doing? What is this about? Six agents stood in silence without saying a word, pointing their guns directly at Bidell, then suddenly come out of nowhere. I can’t even leave you guys here for ten minutes before driving into some action.
Mr. McCurry walks from between two agents that stood waiting for their next command. 114. We finally meet. Who are you guys and what the hell do you want with me? Just before McCarthy was able to speak. Yes, I want to report one video. Did you get the book? 114 arm’s reach as we speak. I have my squad on it. We will have the book within seconds. My lord.
My lord. Wait. You guys are not the real feds, you draconian reptilians. Oh, I know what’s going on now. Blood suckers. I’ve been studying about you guys for quite some time. And don’t think that we haven’t done the same with you. Bdel 1014. We’ll make this easy for you. Just give me the bag, toss it over. In this case, Bidel realized that there is no reason to trade a life for a book that he has no knowledge of.
He slowly removed his backpack from off his shoulder. He began to regret that he didn’t leave the book. With Makita back at her place, Bidel felt that they would take his life immediately after they received the book, making it very difficult in such a matter. Toss the bag now. Bidell threw the bag about so far and took a step back. Now. Turn around. 1014, you go and get the bag.
McCaud ordered one of the agents that was closer to the bag to retrieve it right away, then looked back over at Bidel. Turn. Turn around. Turn. Bidel slowly turned his back towards the agents with his hands raised near his chest. But in doing so, he found himself cutting his eyes towards the ceiling. After seeing some movements from above, the agent walked over to the book bag. Reaches down for the handle.
Just before he was able to pull the bag closer towards him, a dark shadow with a sharp sword attached to it plundered from an open hole within the ceiling, locking the bag in place as he tries to pull for it. Everyone was startled and became more surprised when an old man dropped down and landed in a low stance position as one of his legs extended out for balance as he grips the sword in his hand, locking the placement of the bag, he cuts his eyes towards Videl’s direction, making sure that he was unhorn.
Malachi z. York. Nice for you to join us. His eyes flicked it over to the agents and their gun as he lifts the sword up into the air, tossing the bag to the back so that Bidel can retrieve it. Bidel quickly grabs it out of midair. Melachai rose to his feet and double timed it towards the agent. Only two out of the six stood back for backup. Melachai went through the agent with his sword, chopping automatics flew into the air as he punched and chopped his way through.
Melachi continued swinging, taking out all agents by the numbers. But one out of the four that was fighting was able to get shots off. Melaka angled his sword so all six shots can bounce off of the steel sword. Then the agent threw his gun down and balled his fist up. Come on. Come on. The agent ran to Melachai with a blow that led him nowhere. As Melachai blocked and twisted his arm and directed his fist towards his face, causing his face to go numb.
The agent was shocked. Melekai turned with a cheat to the body. A blow. Then he jumped with a strong energy from his sword, readjusting it by holding it like a bat, coming down with all his might. Then Melika looked over towards McCoy with a terrifying look in his eyes. Five more agents came running from the background and began shooting. We’re going to have to leave. And fast. Melekot thought to himself.
What are you guys doing? Get the damn book. McCoy started to become very impatient. He felt that he needed more agents when he realized his men were getting defeated. Do you know how much you all just cost me the four drones. Start shooting Melakar back into the corner where Bedel was standing. Melika looked over at Bidel as he continued to shield him from the shooting. Give me a book.
Bidel unzipping the bag and shook the book out and handed over to Melaka. When I say Makabia, I would need you to grab hold onto my hand and whatever you do, don’t let go, okay? Melika moved a good arm reach to Bedel. He began to speak out loud with a deep voice. As his eyes began to glow, a series of illuminated flare lights flickered. When Malachi uttered the enchanted words.
He glanced over at Bidel. He grabbed his hand and together they spoke out loud the complete enchant by saying the book opened up and released orb of an electrical energy that surrounded them both. McClure noticed the two agents on the far side. He rushes over and grabs one of their guns from one of them. He starts shooting alone with the four drones. Take him down now. The agents near McCoy stood by looking confused.
McCoy hits the ore of light but was unable to penetrate the spear. Then all of a sudden a white flash burst throughout the room. Among the agents. McCoy shield his eyes using his arms. When McCoy adjusted his eyes, he noticed that Midel and Malachi were nowhere to be found. No, this can’t be happening. McCord firmed his grip onto his gun and looked over to the two agents. Where am I? As he looked around, he noticed an unfamiliar place, an enchanting world with a source of some type of spiritual protection that governed the land.
Floating mountains that filled the parks from the top of the mountains to the bottom. It was extremely gorgeous. There was no ending to his beauty. When he turned to Melachi in attempts to find answers, he tried to be discreet, mentally preparing his thoughts to confront him. Bidel looked on to spot that Melekai was sitting on an old decrepit stone in the far distance. But Meleka was not quite the same as viewed before.
This time he had hair on his head. Also, he was wearing a short dark beard, lining his facial with a hint of gray. He sat there holding his sword in one hand and the book in the other. The book was open with abstract writings from ancient alientech script that only Malachi and beings within a higher order can differentiate. Who are you? I keep seeing you in my dreams, but it’s like I’m unable to talk or make any movements.
You tell me, what’s that all about? What do you want from me? And what’s up with this book that everybody wants so badly. You can’t keep this a secret any longer. Plus, why did you even give it to me? Bidel turned in a 360 as he spread his arms outward. Look at this place. Just look at it. Who are you? Malachi raised his head slowly, then looked over to the book.
Knowing is power, which is why I’m here. It is my job to open the door to such power and for you to walk through. I’m known throughout the mystical schools as many names on your planet. I have devoted my visit to resurrecting the mental dead, which I refer to as mummies. Never did I know that the evil one would have done such of a great job with the people on your planet.
Are you telling me that you’re an anunnaki? I read about you guys all the time. Yes, all of it. You are a great teacher, my son, which is why I need you to carry out what I’m here to give you. But why me? That is a question you must ask yourself. You have chosen your own path. Now it’s time to grandstand your reasonings and why that path has been chosen.
Interesting. I guess you can say I like to solve problems, and if I can help, I’ll be there. That’s me. By the way, they called you Malachi back there. Are you? Yeah. Malachi. Zodok. Zodak. Bidel paused in thoughts and looked around the book. It is called Macau. After the universe came to be, we, as the Zodox, forged the remnants of the 999 plus one element, singularity into elemental pages.
To tell your story, we hurdled them across the universe. So all of the answers you’re looking for are there. Befitting its name, the Makavia held dominion over the fabric of space, being able to teleport its users anywhere in the universe. Each of the tri knight was eventually housed together as cubic containments, but then we turned them inside out, shaping the contour into pages, and that extra one element bonded them together, which came to be what you see here within my hand.
Are you telling me that you’re holding the universe in your hand? It is much more than that, but yes, I am. Videl shakes his head and puts his hands on top. Okay, Videl, you asked for this. I’m in. Tell me more. As you know, we are at war with the draconians, and they are not letting up. They want the book so that they can be able to control the entire universe, planet after planets, and we are not going to allow this to happen.
If by any chance that they ever get their hands on this book and find a way to decode it. The game will end and we will lose. And I have never lost a battle before, so it is up to you and other like minded ones to come together. I will do all I can from afar, but overall, it was not my time then, but I can see now.
It is time to give you the keys to open the book. I’m going to need you to stand still. Melekai removed himself out of the stone in which he was sitting on and walked over to Bidel. Placing his mid three fingers upon his forehead, creating a power source from his fingers, he began activating certain ketones that Bidel would need for reading the book when the time come after the surge.
Bidel was so confused. I don’t get it. I don’t see how reading this book would be able to save my life or even others. Remember, you do it all the time. It has gotten you this far and realize that you have been opening mental portals for people to walk through with your teaching. Now it’s time to bring them home. What keeps crossing my mind was when you took out a dozen or so of those reptilian agents with no problem.
I heard about your legendary fighting skill, but seeing it in action, hey, that was incredible. Once you’re able to focus, certain elements won’t matter anymore. Then you will be able to wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Midale was trapped within the confinement of his mind until he was unable to be free again. He focused on opening his eyes, then realized he was on the floor, lying flat down from a blast that took place.
Wake up now. Run over. Get up, he whispers to himself. Looking back, Videl noticed most of the agents’bodies were burned and stuck to the wall from the blast. He pushed himself off the floor, looking for any target of opportunity, but there was none. These guys meant business, and they’re not going to let him get away so easily. From out of the flames of smoke, the agents realized that Bedel had nowhere else to run.
He was pinned against the wall. He turned towards the agents with fear inside. What is this? Look, if I did something illegal, just arrest me. What the hell are you doing? What is this about? Bidel felt in some way why does this seem so familiar? As he pondered, why does this seem so familiar? Silence. Without making a word, pointing at guns. Why does this seem so. Why does this seem so familiar? I can’t even leave you guys.
Why does this seem so familiar? Before driving into some action, McCoy walks from between two agents that stood waiting for his next command. 114 we finally meet? Nah, we met before. You just don’t remember and go ahead, answer your call. If Bidel started to remember the conversation with Malachi. He knew that he was unable to come to his aid. The boss said to get the book and take him with us.
Videl had no other choice but to submit. But he knew it wasn’t over. To be continued. Is art imitating life or life imitating art? This audiobook is breaking the spell and unlocking the truth about it all. Bedel 1014. We will put an end to this madness. He’s pinned against the wall. Are you serious? B wow, that’s crazy. Where are you now? This creature be in the game. Hey.
Wow. What a mess we have here. Let me introduce myself. Videl did not take any chance in looking back. I we all know they live among us. Watch your boy Bidel navigate through the Matrix as you experience a bridal rights based story. The tone of Macapa. .
