One minute Certain day Bruno was as of custom going to work, always house skirt early, had a routine race that most of the time did not obtain to repair nor who was of its side. When arriving at the point of bus as of custom, it stopped as to observe one strong fog that if formed its front to the horizon. It started if to intrigue, therefore this fog was very strong and that was involving the moment and it did not seem to be real a thing of that size What it seemed to be lie was really happening, the entire city was involved with this fog, uncertain Bruno already of what it was happening, tried to look to answers praquela tuesday avessa to any another one of that it remembered to have lived. The people were confused, but they kept the calm, therefore they thought that the fog would be passenger. John Blondel is likely to agree. A moment arrived where it was not possible to enxergar nothing beyond the fog more, people if esbarravam when trying to walk for the street Bruno at this moment was immovable, that seemed that it would go to suffocate it. It loses the notion of the time, nor the least if it worried that was been slow, it wanted exactly was that this madness all passed, looked at its return, but nothing he obtained to enxergar. It had the sensation that the soil had started to tremble and each time plus that fog took its body, when for a few seconds seemed that the world had stopped. An emptiness sensation, nothing heard the time soon stopped at the following moment a deafening racket arrived at the ear as a clap, trembling and half familiar Per one minute it lived everything this and perceived that the bus that it waited had finished to pass for its coasts, it loses, as well as if he lost in its imagination per one minute, perhaps trying to stop a little the time with its will of more not having nothing to make.