Storm Page #4

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That doesn't bother me.

Unlike me, you seem to have

a burning desire to solve this.

But just to amuse me...

Tell me what the box contains.

-A memory.

-A memory...

A memory is

the true content of the box.

What do you know?

It's time for me to retire.

This will be our Iast farewell.

Farewell.

But if he finds the memory,

you can kiss everything goodbye.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Helena?

DD?

Hey, senorita. I got some water.

Do you have a lighter?

Over there in the silver-colored box.

-Here?

-Yeah, there.

-You want some?

-I prefer it rolled.

-So, you've smoked a lot?

-Some.

-What kind is it?

-Fag's Brother.

-Fag's Brother?

-Yeah.

You know the fag

who cuts people's hair on TV?

-Timo...something.

-Timo Rajala.

-So, he grows pot?

-No, his brother does.

-Hence the name, Helena.

-Fag's Brother.

A gold star for you. Have some.

Hold your thumb over the hole.

I wrote something for you.

Really? That's nice.

I was just thinking...

Could we try something?

-Sure.

-If you couId get on all fours.

-Now?

-Yeah, now.

Don't you

want to hear what I wrote first?

Of course I do, but I just...

How about you get on all fours first?

-Okay.

-Nice.

-Like this?

-Perfect. Don't look at me.

Look at the wall. Or the pink poodle.

Now, slowly pull

your skirt up over your ass.

Don't turn around.

Look at the pink poodle.

Slowly pull your skirt up,

over your ass.

-Helena.

-Yes.

Pull it up.

-Can you pull your panties down?

-Yes.

You look so nice, Helena.

Does that feel good? Good.

-Have you been thinking about me?

-Yes.

I've been thinking about you too.

You look so nice.

Ow! Stop.

No!

No... DD!

DD! It hurts, stop it.

It hurts. Ow! Ow!

Stop it. Stop it!

DD.

DD.

Hello...

How...how are you doing?

-Do you recognize me?

-Of course I do.

-Of course. You're Helena...Helena.

-No.

No, I mean:
do you recognize me?

Don't you remember me?

Right. That's me.

A lot of people would say

that you raped me.

What's the matter?

Can't move?

Is it almost as if...you're frozen?

You look so nice.

You're nervous...

You know what?

What you sow...grows.

My name is Helena Jacobsson,

and I am 14 years old.

And I Iove you.

But now I am going to

hurt you a whole lot.

You've started remembering.

Started remembering?

Go deeper.

Ronny!

Where are you going with that?

-What do you think?

-Don't be a smart aleck.

-Ronny. Ronny!

-Yeah?

-Want to see something cool?

-What?

You'll see.

It's a litte scary, so

I shouId check it myseIf first.

-I'm not afraid.

-Are you sure? Come on.

You know what happens if you

go in there? You don't age.

-What do you mean?

-You never grow up.

You don't change.

-How do you know that?

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