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S�T�T M�LT

-Well, this is the last Box

-Great, the coffee is ready -- -Good-

- The old flat is empty now- -�t was about time-

-Is Tom up yet?- -He�s still sleeping-

-My God, he has to go to school. Is Bettina still there?-

-No she�s at work already-

-Rise and shine Tommy, you�ve got to go to school -

-Yes, what about knocking the door first?-

-Do you have my LP�s?- -No I havn�t- -Don�t be so shy-

-Morn�g-

-Are you crazy? Always eating my stuff. -

- And now he drinks my coffee. -

- Wow, she�s really looking great. -

- But just look at these strange guys. - - Bums - Assholes -

- Are u totally crazy, or what? -

- Lick my Ass - - Get lost-

- No Prob. Everythings fine. -

- Tommy, phone for you - - Coming -

- What about cleaning up your mess? - - Yeah -

- Oh, hi Franky. Yeah, hmmh. What about you�re sleeping over here? -

- But first you have to clean your room - - Yeah...just my sister.-

- Do you know where our guest-bed is hiding? - - Probably in the Attic. -

- Do you know where this old trunk is coming from? - - Dunno, it�s not mine. -

- Don�t build it up so high- -Well, this house has an interesting past -

- Hey, listen to this. It�s a diary of a Christopher Stone. -

- "I dunno what�s happening to me. It�s impossible to describe how I feel...

- ...something strange is hiding in this mirror. Sometimes I can see impossible things in it...

- ..there�s a dark and scary force working on me. I�m praying to god every day.

- ..I know there has been happening something gruesome before here. -

- Whatever is hiding in this mirror is trying to get to me now." -

- Now they are two days missing and then: "Today I slaughtered my whole family... -

- ...in a most gruesome way. I have to destroy this mirror - this maybe the only way." -

- Well at least the mirror looks great. I think I gonna hang him right here. -

- Yeah, and probably the demons will catch us tomorrow. -

- Looks great or not? - - Hmmh, not bad. Now what about some movie?-

- ...and I shall call her or what? - - Yep, why not? -

- I don�t believe it. I really don�t know her. - - What�s the problem -just do it. -

- Coward, just take her. - - Hmmh, not so great. I�ll do it my way. -

- Well what should I tell you. My mother died in a car-crash last year and so...

-...Dad decided we couldn�t afford our old house and so we came here.-

- You know about the storys people tell about your house? When I was a kid I wouldn�t even come near it,...

-... because granny told me a kid was slaughtered there 50 Years ago. -

- What�s for dinner. - - Keep your fingers away. Better prepare the table. -

- Hi, hello. - - May I come in? - Of course -

- Does it always look this way around here? - - Well, clean it up if you want. -

- Ohh finally you arrive for diner. Who�s that new girl anyway. She looks really bad. -

- This does not concern you. - - Petra, what a cow she is and the way she looks.. .-

- Lick me. -

- Hey, what happened to you? -

- Your dinner is ready. -

- Stand up, there�s nothing anymore on TV. You have to go to school tomorrow. -

- Tommy, you dirty pig. I gonna get you. -

- Tommy, I�m baaaack -

- Help me Tommy. You have to destroy the mirror. -

- Get up, you�re late. School is starting. -

- My God, just look at yourself. Had a drink to much last night, hmmh? -

- Just imagine Tommy�s still up there totally drunk. - - This has to stop, he�s grounded.. -

- That�s enough. What the hell is up with you guy? -

- Hey Tommy, wait a minute. Whats up with you? You have to keep yourself together again. -

- Lick my ass. Perhaps I need an Exorcist. - - Well, then I could be helpfull, I watched enough horror-movies. -

- I�m totally the end of line. I think I�m getting crazy right now. Every night I dream of her. -

- I can�t stand him anymore. Since this girls death he really behaves strange. -

- Shit -

- Okay, that�s enough. What�s up with you anyway. The school has called and you�re bad to your sisters. -

- Tommy, phone for you. - - yeah, coming -

- Yes, what�s up? -

- Tommy. - - Again. Ohh not again. Go away. -

- Dad, I�m off to a friend. I�ll be back tomorrow morning, bye. -

- No. - - You little piggies. -

- You hit my stomach, you bastard. -

- So little friend, now I got you. -

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