La mano de un hombre muerto Page #2

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to be a ghost called Von Klaus.

Is this a picture of the ghost?

No, one of his descendants.

It could be interesting.

Doctor.

Doctor, is there any hope?

Good night.

My son. Where's my son?

Don't worry, he won't be long.

Excuse me, Ludwig, but it's urgent.

Your mother is in a very bad state.

Thank you, my God!

My son is here.

Now I can die in peace.

Don't say that. You'll see.

You're gonna get better.

That's her, isn't it,

your little fiance?

Yes.

She's lovely. Very pretty.

I'm very sorry

I won't get to know her.

I'm sure she'll make you happy.

My God, I wish I could talk to you...

just you and I, in secret.

My son,

I must tell you everything.

A curse was put on us...

many years ago.

You admire the genius of

your ancestor, the baron, too much.

For many years,

I've hidden from you...

the fact that he was

a terrible murderer.

- I know.

- No.

You can't imagine

all the things he did.

The key! Yes, the key.

Over there.

In the middle drawer...

behind the false bottom.

It's the key to the cellar.

Nobody has gone inside

since the death of your grandfather.

The place is cursed.

You have to go in...

and see for yourself.

You'll feel

the same horror I felt.

Then you must escape from this place,

and take her with you.

You must escape the curse.

Promise me you'll go away from here.

Calm down, Mother.

I'll do whatever you want.

Last night...

I had a terrible nightmare.

A premonition...

that everything was going

to happen again,just as in the past.

I saw that the shadow from the swamps

had started killing again-

killing and torturing.

Remember, your uncle...

was the spitting image...

of your ancestors, my son.

Didn't you hear the horn?

Didn't you hear the horn?

Oh, yes.

Take the first left.

- The first left.

- Okay, okay.

Get up on the sidewalk.

Idiot.

Hey, babe.

Would you happen to have seen

an old, ugly, foolish...

little creep of

a police commissioner?

You're here about the crime?

What's going on?

This place is a mess.

They're all up there,

with the commissioner.

Thanks, honey.

See you later!

Hellmont.

There's too many people here.

Get rid of them.

Right away.

Come on, move away from here.

This doesn't concern you.

Can't we watch?

Yes, my friend, of course you can.

But there's nothing to see.

Go home now, you hear?

Okay, we're leaving.

All right, we'll go.

You there,

what do you want?

Come on, can't you see

I'm not taking anything?

Let him through.

Hello, Commissioner.

Tell me what's going on.

Don't worry, you'll read about it

in tomorrow's paper.

- Have you found the other one?

- You already know there's another one?

May I look for a second?

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