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My decline ? No ! I want to be frre, ot to die now. This rage takes me. He is behind me, naked, I am not chained, I may move.
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But it's my erro, because the monster is alive and he knows how to use his feets. With boots on. I am winded and I can see my death coming.
No ! Hélène is here and she knocks the man on the head with the bath lid. He falls over, his face first and it makes a disgusting noise when the pen goes deep into his brain.
anyou... (Thank you) *
I-i-ea ? (Is he dead?) *
Yes, sure, he is dead. But are we saved from the hell ?
* Don't forget, Hélène and me haven't tongue. So the words are nearly incomprehensible.
To dispose of the body. We put him into the well
"ahon hehan" Hélène is stammering: she has just discovered a box with dirty clothes. Anyway, we have to dress.
"Damn" I think when I notice that a button is missing."Pulled out when the poor girl has been raped"
But Hélène shows me a piece of rope to make an improvized belt
Then, it is a miracle, we find a suitcase full of dollars. The price of our servitude ?
We go into ecstasies befor we flee.
But Hélène stops me showing the drug flask. She is right. It is not the right moment to be suffering from withdrawal symptoms.
We don't what we are going to find upstairs...
The Eros Center Mister is outside on the footbridge. He is waiting for... we don't know, smoking a large cigar. I grab Hélène's hand and I go up slowly.
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I chop the man with the suitcase and I throw him down to the bottom of the tower.
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Free at last !!!!
Much later, somewhere on an tropical island, under the terrace of a great colonial house....
two women are chatting, joking, playing up, witing for the end of the day.
Yes ? He we are, Hélène and me.
Yes we do look different !
Anew we are entire. And we are rich.A tongue transplant, dental implants, our hairs have grown again, all that give us life, our life. With the rest of the money we have bought this house. Here. Our life is simple, pleasant and quivering with love.
"It's diner time, Mam. There is a fine grilled lobster, with a green mango "rougaille" (a sort of cold spiced sauce). There also breadfruit fries"
Quick. I'm hungry, Hélène is exclaiming.
No way ! We have to dress for diner. It's bad manners. I stop Hélène who would go at table nearly naked.
It's not the done thing.
- Ouf, I am full... Would you like to come with me and watch the sunset ?
- Yes sure I will. But, do you know, with you Honey, every moment is a morning sunshine...
The end
(achieved on 09/11/2007)
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