Pierwsze 182 wierszy.
ONE YEAR AGO
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Vergara, my dear son.
I don't know how to get out of here, but I'll do it.
You're so stubborn, I love it.
Aren't surface people incredible?
Weak, fickle, useless.
Always suffering perennial sorrow.
Without you, I wouldn't exist.
I provide you with pleasure
and the suffering of desire.
It's my duty.
Stop this nonsense.
What do you want of me?
For centuries I've supported good or evil, according to what is necessary.
However, for the first time I'm facing someone new.
You don't know him.
Vergara, that man...
he doesn't want anything.
Worse still, what he wants is nothing.
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30 COINS
NIZA, FRANCE
She's here.
-Good morning. -
I hope that everything is to madam's liking.
After all we've been through, won't you address me informally?
It's a question of respect.
By the way, they're only here for your safety.
You may come and go as you please.
Ah! Thank you.
THE GHOST TOWN
If you don't like the house, we can get you another.
There are several similar houses in the area.
No, it's all to my liking, don't bother.
No, no, it's no bother.
And how long must I stay here?
No, you don't understand.
I'm trying to tell you that this house is yours.
-Excuse me? -Mm-hm...
The house, the gardens,
the entire grounds, it's all yours.
Indeed, what a surprise.
And why is that?
Out of gratitude.
What have I done to deserve it?
Well, while half of the Roman Curia
was groveling on the ground, begging for a little power,
the coin lay at your feet.
It chose you.
Exactly.
You said it yourself:
No modesty.
No.
Shall we eat?
Let's eat.
From the first moment I noticed a connection between us.
We speak the same language.
Go ahead.
When you give us the coin, we'll have a party,
something small, but classy,
and I'll introduce you to our other members. There are four of us.
- Four? - Mm-hm.
Two in Warsaw and one in Paris.
The other coins are in the hands of power groups to whom we don't yet have access.
The idea is to have them all, as you'll imagine.
Of course.
We have a plan, but there'll be time to explain that.
Twenty seven to go. It seems difficult.
I count 26.
I still haven't said if I want to be part of anything.
I thought perhaps this house could help make the decision.
This house and what else?
I don't know, I don't know...
How about...?
I have a surprise for you.
-Really? -Uh, oh, yes. Here he is.
Let me introduce you to Octavio, your new friend.
Ah! Very nice, but I don't...
Let's say he's totally yours, like the sports car.
-Mine? -Mm-hm.
And what does that mean?
You can do with me whatever you like, miss, and I'll do whatever you ask.
I'm your slave.
Octavio, it's clear, thank you.
I don't understand what all this is about.
Let's say that I know you lost someone...
very important in your life recently.
-Do you mean my husband? -Exactly.
I imagine it must've been a huge emotional blow,
and that's hard to address,
but... in terms of the merely physical, uh,
I assure you that Octavio can more than make up for it.
No, I'm sure he can, but...
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In short, he's like the car, we have other models.
But if you didn't like him, you only had to tell me.
Didn't he say I could do what I wanted with him?
I'm going. I'm tired.
You must be more intuitive, Lagrange.
Lagrange, wasn't it?
Surprise me.
Ah! And another thing:
I didn't lose my husband,
get that straight.
Out of the way, please.
Thank you.
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SEPÚLVEDA, SPAIN
Here, son. I just got this one on time travel. Multiverses, metaverses...
No, we're not on that now. Now we want ticks.
Ticks?
Yes, ticks, lice, bugs.
A nature magazine or collectible cards...
And Stephen King?
No, that's fiction. We're not interested in fiction.
I find real life disappointing, it's beyond belief.
Must you swerve like that, or is it the car?
No, it's you, you're old.
Eyes on the road or we'll crash and burn.
-Laguna. -The same.
Take that right, to the highway, I'll show you.
How did you find me?
We didn't, that's why we wanted to talk to your wife.
Hands off my family or I'll blow your head off.
Okay. We should talk.
Yeah, sure. Like last time, right?
Me hanging from a hook and you putting out cigarettes on my feet.
I barely remember any of that.
Well, I sure haven't forgotten.
Take that right, to the highway.
Get out of the car.
Get out of the fucking car. Come on.
To the cabin.
Who else knows we're here?
Laguna, you've got it wrong.
I'm not with those people.
OK, you're not with anyone.
What do you want from me?
To find out what happened.
Don't take my line. That's my fucking line.
I'm the one who asks "What happened?"
You were with those people,
you followed their orders and carried them out.
You fucking carried them out!
-I told you: I don't remember. -
Tough luck.
What I do remember is waking up
next to the body of my partner.
She was dead...
and everyone had vanished.
For months I tried to convince myself that it was the end.
Isn't it the same for you?
Don't you have the feeling that this has only just begun?
There's something,
something, I don't know what,
growing and growing, and before we know it, it'll be too late.
Antonio says the same thing.
Antonio? Is he alright?
Yes, he's with me.
Is he still having visions?
Yes.
-I write them down. -You write them down?
In a notebook.
To remember their names,
their details.
How do I know I can trust you?
How do I know you're not tricking me,
that I'll end up like you,
hanging people from hooks?
If you don't like something, you know what to do.
Why the fuck are you filming?
Why are you filming?!
Who the fuck is she?
Relax, man, relax, this is for YouTube.
I won't post it and that's that. I'm here recording details.
And compiling, just like you.
I'm sorry.
But who is she?
Haruka.
Haruka.
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