"Iwred! I haven't seen you for a long time!" said my dear brother, Isaac. He was in a long suit that was scratched near the end. He had short and black hair, which was different from the grey-headed boy. He weared no glasses, which was different from the grey-headed boy. He had a scar on his left arm instead of on his forehead, which was different from the grey-headed boy. "You looked so thin!" 
        "So do you." 
        "You looked so glorious!" 
        "So do you." 
        "You are still happy!" 
        "So are you." 
        "Ingrid have been to the supermarket in the hinterland!" 
        "So have you." 
        "Why do you know?" 
        "Why did you go?" 
        "Okay. Let's stop this silly game. Iwred, Why are you here?" 
        "I'm the manager so I'm here!" 
        "Oh, I forgot it totally. Emmm, what I wanted to ask you is that why are you in this passage way? In this light but without lights corridor?" 
        "Without lights? There's just one above you!" 
        "Oh, how careless I am!" 
        "Okay. Where did you come?" 
        "I come from the Room 726." 
        "Did you see the scorpion on the floor?" 
        "Nope. I can't see any scorpion." 
        "So... How did the scorpion go back to the biology laboratory?" 
        Suddenly, a sound of scratching metal came. It is from the far end of the corridor of the seventh floor. The sound was horrible, more horrible than the sound of scratching blackboard with nine long finger-nails. It was the trolley of Geoff the chef. 
        "I don't know that Geoff owns an enormous trolley." I said. 
        "I know. It is a long story."