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~ Sainte Agnes ~ Hagiography ou autobiography ? |
Prostrate. I am prostrate in a corner of the cell. I saw the men installing the guillotine. That is the next Van Glück's experimentation. I don't know if I could come back to life. Again. I'm weak, despite the blood Helene gave to me. After the garrot, after the drownings, after the hanging, I have succeeded coming back to life. But a decapitation! You need to rebuild the body. The previous executions didn't need that. I look at my body, my legs and my arms. I'm very thin. Those executions have exhausted my vital energy. |
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And Helene ? Carried away in hell... My life, eternal or not, doesn't matter. But my beloved Helene. She didn't anything wrong. Because Van Glück will kill her. After he'll finish with me... |
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Suddenly, the door of the cell opens... - Helene ????????? She is out of breath. Because she ran. - Quick ! I've sent Professor to sleep and I get the keys to free you. We are going to flee. To flee ? I sink into despair while Helene is removing my chains and the rings that oppress and pierce my body. - I'm too weak, my poor Helene. We'll not get out of it.... |
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- So, drink me. Bit me ! My blood will feed you. If you don't that, they will kill us. Only you, with your full strength, can help us. Bit me, devour me. Come on Agnes, please, do it ! My eyes were blank but they shien anew. - Oh, my little sweety... are you sure of that ? Do you want to that ? To live an infernal eternity ?
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- I don't give a dmn about that. Choice is simple : an infernal eternity or some days hell. So I choose eternity ! Move on ! If not... you'll be whipped. You, slave Agnes ! I'm exhausted but I smile a bit. I'm realizing what Helene is offering to me, that sacrifice she wants. But scruples paralyse me. |
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So I bit. Helene screams when I sink my fangs into her neck. She moans when I bit the sweet skin of her breast. I drink her blood, more and more. Little by little my power comes back. Helene is fainted out. I gently caress her face . My sweet Helene... Her sacrifice is saving us... |
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- I'll come back, honey. But I lock you inside the cell. To protect you. I'll come back. Quick My poor darling. In spite of myself, I groan: - That needs a payment, men. And I'm going to give high interest to you. |
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Quickly, half-flying, half leviting, I find Professor's bedroom. He is sleeping. I grab his flaccid sex and he wakes up. A bit.
- Stop my dear. You exhausted me. You're a real bitch... - It's a case of mistaken identity, Professor. But you're right about the term: I'm really a bitch. And I rip his member off. He yells... lovely noise ! Then I fly into a rage. My anger is terrible. It seems Helene's blood is increasing my fury and my strength. |
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The two acolytes, Professor's shouts have drawn, fall into my fangs and claws. I pounce on them when they are climbing the great stair. Then ... You know what I have to do, so that a bitten prey could not become a vampire ? Do you ? After these minor details, I take Helene away from that death stinking place.
(If you want to see inside the laboratory, click HERE. ATTENTION the picture is very cruel. Like Agnes is) |
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In the garage, my car is not here, of course. But there is a big german sedan. The doors are not locked and the keys are on the dashboard. I lay Helene down and I cover her with a plaid. |
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- Agnes, I'm tired. And it hurts. In some days, you'll be fine and you'll be hungry. I'll give food to you. But now, don't worry. We're going to leave, to change our names and identities. We are going to come back home and stay there some days. Just long enough for your transformation. And for my recovery. I have some documents to take. And we are going to need money. I have some accounts here and there and I need the codes. Dutch police will not find us. We have time. But nevertheless we have to leave. - Yes, I understand... Agnes... ? Am I going to be so... merciless ? As you are ? - Yes my sweet heart, you'll be. Now you're a vampire. But love can make miracles. Now, have a rest. All is finished now. - What do you do with the Professor and his men ? - Shhhh! Later... Sleep, we have to go. |
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Finally we leave Van Glück's house. I drive slowly, normally. I don't want to draw attention on myself. But when I cross the Belgian frontier, I quicken the car pace. I'm impatient to be at home. A house I'm going to abandon. One more time. Our home we are going to leave... |