The Wreck of the Essex

I'm stabbing you in the heartn the ro. The grill was a man. Ogril, how i yes, how? I know you will join him. Foot, gave it away. You're following. Yes, don'tyes, it's hunting. And come on, i hurry. Am full of you're on the grill now. Poison. It looks like a human flesh. O, i die. Lolyo, there it is. Thank us for yes, dear. Take care."