We arrived at the studio at half-past seven in the evening. The studio room still looked messy. Some computers were neatly installed on the computer desk, but some were still in the boxes.
The house was large and located on a corner lot, connected to the house next door. It was two terraced houses that merged into one. The smell of paint was smelled faint. There were an audiovisual room and a special camera to examine the natural movements of the observed object. There were rows of shelves filled with documentary CDs of neatly arranged observations in one corner of the room. The number of CD collections there were a lot.
I was astonished, looking at the collections.
"This is crazy awesome!" I exclaimed.
"Do you like it, Ma Belle?" asked Ernest.
"I crazy love it. This c
