I watched the movie of Rogue last night. It’s horrifying actually, but still good.

The story happens in Australia. It’s about how some trapped tourists successfully escape the killing of the crocodile. The scene in the movie is beautiful, breath-taking. Who can expect coming across the killing from monsters like crocodile in such a wonderful place. The beauty and the beast are two extremes. It’s sooooo weird to place them together. However, that’s the real world. Good and bad things always go hand-in-hand. Nothing is perfect from every aspect.

I was lured to pay a visit to a great place like this sometime in the future. But to be honest, I am really scared now by the killing animals and really need to re-evaluate the traveling plan.