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As he did every day,

the painter Percy had gotten lost

in reading his favorite story.

Since painting his last canvas, Percy had become irritable.

His eyes are worn out. He seems to be going mad.

If his artwork is causing this, shouldn't he get rid of it?

"I hear tell that you have painted

a marvelous portrait of the heroine from an old legend.

I would like to purchase it."

"I won't sell that painting... no matter what price might be offered."

"We beg you to come back tomorrow, sir. We will make him change his mind."

Beautiful and perverse,

Genuine had been purchased at a slave market

by an old eccentric.

As priestess of a religion, she fell into esoteric mysteries,

so that, from her childhood,

she had witnessed the most cruel spectacles

to which she would later become an accomplice.

As priestess of a religion that practiced esoteric mysteries,

Genuine, above all else, loathed acts of cruelty.

In the midst of a war between rival tribes,

she was taken captive...

...and wound up in a slave market.

"That one there, that's Genuine.

She was a priestess of the conquered tribe...

She is beautiful but they have perverted her.

She has become savage and barbaric."

"Lock her up in there so that she won't be able to escape."

"Did you recognize him?

That was Guyard, the barber.

Every day, at exactly noon, he goes into that house.

He won't say anything about what he sees in there.

We don't like his mysterious airs..."

"...More... until there's not one hair left,

not a single hair, neither on the right nor on the left."

As he did every time, he fell asleep.

At the beginning of each month, provisions would be ordered.

"Let me go up there this time, just this once..."

"No, my angel. No, my beauty.

Up there is life and its ugliness.

Here alone shall you smile.

Here alone you shall be completely happy."

Just as I have always advised you I would,

I am prepared today to take

my nephew Florian as my apprentice.

So, he should come as soon as possible.

Yours, Guyard

If I could only go up there

where life is free and full of youth and love.

Just as I have always advised you I would, I am prepared today to take

my nephew Florian as my apprentice.

So, he should come as soon as possible.

Yours, Guyard

"You are going to start your apprenticeship.

Life is beginning for you."

Life begins!

"In that house, there are strange things going on.

Why do they shut themselves in like that?

Let's go file a complaint with the magistrate.

The barber must be interrogated.

He should be compelled to talk."

These past 70 years, as you should well know,

this house has belonged to the noble line of Melo.

Lord Melo is an eccentric, it's true. But he is also our benefactor.

B. P. F. 5.000 Payable to the Magistrate,

for the Amount of Five thousand francs for the town's poor.... Lord Melo

Unexpected summons

You shall present yourself in person

tomorrow at exactly noon, for the purposes of public inquiry.

The magistrate...

You should present yourself in person

tomorrow at exactly noon, to complete the inquiry.

"You can see that I can't possibly be there tomorrow at exactly noon."

"My nephew Florian will only be able to come to my place this once."

The following day...

May I, after all of these years, come to see you?

Your grandson, Percy

Florian takes his first steps into life!

My grandson Percy has notified me of his arrival.

He may be coming.

How will Genuine react to seeing him?

What will seeing him make her do,

according to her cruel instincts?

"It can wait..."

A step ladder... She had found a way out!

"The negro is coming, Quick! The ring!

Snatch it from his finger! Show it to him and he will obey you!

"Genuine, my love!"

"Kill, kill!

Like in the sacrifices of old times...

What a proof of love!"

"Kill him! And bring me... the proof!"

"Genuine, Genuine."

"Qut with you."

"Genuine."

She wants to see proof.

"Genuine! Genuine!"

When did my grandfather die?

And how?

"He has died!"

"Is he sleeping?"

Desire begins to cast its irresistible spells again.

"Who are you?"

"I am Genuine."

"You are beautiful, Genuine!!!"

My dear friend Curzon,

I'd be happy to have you come and meet with me.

I need to speak with you about my good fortune.

Come and bring along with you the finest women's jewels that you 're able to find.

Ask of me whatever you want...

how ever so great,

how ever so beautiful,

how ever so heroic.

Only let me prove my love for you once and for all.

"I am a murderer...

a murderer!"

This house is condemned, my nephew...

into ruins...

I'm speaking of murder.

Henry, I'm going mad!

That woman wants me dead!

"Percy is dead..."

Dead!

"I was lying... Percy is still alive."

"No. You must stay alive because I love you!"

"This evening, we will leave,

we will abandon this abominable house."

Purified by love,

Genuine describes her past in detail,

regarding which she is suddenly full of horror.

"...and what should become of Florian?"

Irresistible passion has driven him to death 's ancestral door.

"There's a witch!

A witch is living here!

My nephew Florian has been bewitched! ..."

"It's you! Florian...!"

"I am happy, Florian... I am in love!"

"It's not you, Florian. Not you..."

"Genuine,

you 've turned me into a murderer...

I love you...

I can't live without you!"

"No. It isn't you that I love.

My love...

then... then...

you, too, you shall die!

"Dead...! She is dead!"

What a dreadful nightmare!

Cheque payable to:

Mr. William Percy

For the amount of:

One hundred thousand francs

Lord Melo