Bloodline Page #4

the light yet.

Something's missing,

and I can't make it work.

It'll go for a few seconds...

then it'll blink out.

Sometimes a few seconds

are more than enough,

toy maker.

What did you call me?

You think you don't remember,

but your blood knows.

Let it remind you.

- Angelique.

- You know me from dreams.

John Merchant.

John L'Merchant.

We have a destiny...

together.

I don't believe in destiny.

You think your work

on the building was an accident?

It called to you, John.

We have great work to do.

I shall be in touch.

Whatever you want.

Whatever you want.

What time is it?

- Hello.

- L'Merchant.

I have to see you.

- Can we meet? Today.

- Yeah. Okay.

- We'll go over it tomorrow.

- At your office.

Okay. Bye.

Business.

Some Japanese client.

Got no sense of time.

I grow impatient

with the Princess.

Human acquiescence is as easily

obtained by terror...

as by temptation.

- New building.

- Must be.

- Settling?

- Yeah. Settling.

Still hungry?

Ready for something that screams?

So she starts

asking me all kinds of weird questions.

Like what?

Like, would I do it with a woman

that used to be a man?

- Like with a guy that had it cut off?

- Yeah.

Hormones, the whole bit.

- So, what'd you say?

- I mean, I guess so.

If she was cut

and all.

- What's this?

- It's a door.

I know it's a door,

but it isn't on the chart.

Genius college boys.

A pity the mirror will not

show your true beauty, Princess.

Your human admirer

may not sense it,

but I can smell

the exquisite stench...

of what you really are!

You know, I'm starting

not to like this so much.

- You know, I was just thinking the same thing.

- Well, maybe...

Sh*t!

- We should check it out.

- Speak for yourself.

This is getting weird.

You coming?

Go ahead.

Check it out.

Well, at least

watch my back.

You got it.

You look like death, Princess.

Temptation is illusion.

But the time for trickery

is past.

In this game, we show ourselves

as we really are.

What's that?

The beauty of suffering.

You are no different

from that beast...

that sucks the bones

you throw to it.

And you, Princess.

What are you?

You scared the sh*t out

of me, man! What's wrong with you?

My flashlight died.

I tripped and fell.

From now on,

we stick together. Always.

Together. Right.

Someone's messing

with our heads.

Freeze!

- Just back it up against the wall!

- You heard him. Back it up!

Don't make us

put some pain on you.

Pain?

How dare you use that word.

He's got pins

in his head.

What you think of

as pain...

is only a shadow.

Pain has a face.

Allow me to show it to you.

Gentlemen,

I... am... pain.

I know your fear.

I hear it.

"Please, don't separate me

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