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~ Sainte Agnes ~
Hagiography ou autobiography ?
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~ Sainte Agnes ~ Hagiography ou autobiography ?
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| I come round in blue. I can see blue. A blue canvas cobers my body... I'm restrained, spread and my mouth is gaping. |
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Suddenly, somebody removes the canvas. Van Glück ! Now I let him speak. In fact I have no alternative but lto let him speak. - Good morning, dear. How are you? We are going to make you harmless. During your stay, I want to continue my research into vampires. First, we have to widen you. Wet the tip... |
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- Good. Feel it. It goes in easily now. - Some chrome-steel rings are going to take your infernal strength away from you.
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| - Top is done... Now let's equip the bottom... |  |
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- and this divine symbol engraved with laser, is going to sap your strenght definitively
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- Before I untie you from the table, I prefer taking all the precautions. A little shot of curare is going to put you in sleep. Just long enough to shackle you. |
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- Go on, my pet. I'm going to show you your bedroom
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Cold wake me up. They... vile Van Glück is going to take me down to a well. Filled with diluted curare. I can smell it. I hold my breath, but I can't stop the bitter liquid rushing into my gaping mouth.
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- You'll not die of thirst, my dear. That system will regularly plunge you under the surface. Every hour. You can drink as you like.
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to be continued ...
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